May 16, 1961


Dear Journal


I don't know how much longer I can keep this secret from Mom & Dad. As much as I try, I can't help but feel the way I do. Everytime I put on a sheath dress or a pair of heels, I feel like I'm on top of the world. I don't know much longer I can keep faking being sick in Gym class. The coach is already suspicious, but if I put on those shorts and the other see I have shaved my legs, they will hang me out to dry. Mary Ellen sat with me today at lunch. I think she asked me to a dance, but how could I pay attention when all I could notice is the cute little brooche she had on. I will try to find out where she got it. It would go perfect on my new pink angora sweater with the cute peter pan collar. The only other person who knows my secret is Beaver. He is great for a kid brother. The other night he even gave up working on his boat model and helped me set my hair. Well I had better go now. It's almost time for bed and I do need my beauty sleep. Tomorrow I will pick Mary Ellen and find out about that pin and try to sneak Mom's yellow silk night gown back into her closet before she notices it being missing. I almost was found out last time when she discovered her makeup was a mess, but luckily she assumed it was when Beaver used it to hide his freckles. So long for now.

Wally

:lol: :lol: You crack me up! Somehow I see Beaver doing things like that too! :lol:

April 28, 1961 ... Dear Diary: Today when Coach Henderson suspended me from the track team for throwing wet towels around the room I was in seventh heaven! Being disciplined by a rough, sweat-stinky Daddy type excites me a way that screwing around with girls cannot. More tomorrow ...


This is too hillarious for words. :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

hahaha!!!!!!!!! :lol: :lol:

September 4, 1962


Dear Diary


Today we had swim practice and I had the time of my life. I think that new boy Chuck that transferred here from Bellport made a pass at me. While we were taking turns on the diving board, I could of sworn I seen him admiring my physique (he has a nice one as well) and trying to look up my trunks. I told him that he better watch where he was looking while other guys were around, but I hope my scolding won't discourage him. In other news, Mom is making me take that dingbat Julie Foster out on a dinner date to repay her for having me over for all those crummy meals at her house. Julie told me that she wants me to take her to some fancy schmancy place called the White Fox. I hope I can afford this joint. The way that twit eats it will take my next 5 allowances just to pay for her half of the meal. The Beaver is starting to get on my nerves, ever since he has hit puberty, I can't stand to be in the same room with that repulsive freak, and what's up with that head bobbing. He looks like he's in competition with one of those hula dolls that you place in the car window. Well I had better go, I have to get up bright and early for school tomorrow and the coach has set another extra swim practice for the state championship coming up. I think I will wear my green trunks, I heard that's Chucks favorite color.

Til Tomorrow
Wally

September 4, 1962


Dear Diary


Today we had swim practice and I had the time of my life. I think that new boy Chuck that transferred here from Bellport made a pass at me. While we were taking turns on the diving board, I could of sworn I seen him admiring my physique (he has a nice one as well) and trying to look up my trunks. I told him that he better watch where he was looking while other guys were around, but I hope my scolding won't discourage him. In other news, Mom is making me take that dingbat Julie Foster out on a dinner date to repay her for having me over for all those crummy meals at her house. Julie told me that she wants me to take her to some fancy schmancy place called the White Fox. I hope I can afford this joint. The way that twit eats it will take my next 5 allowances just to pay for her half of the meal. The Beaver is starting to get on my nerves, ever since he has hit puberty, I can't stand to be in the same room with that repulsive freak, and what's up with that head bobbing. He looks like he's in competition with one of those hula dolls that you place in the car window. Well I had better go, I have to get up bright and early for school tomorrow and the coach has set another extra swim practice for the state championship coming up. I think I will wear my green trunks, I heard that's Chucks favorite color.

Til Tomorrow
Wally

HAHA :p I used to do this in an old journal I found in the 7th grade. Only I included a sister. and Wally wasn't homosexual.

These are just sooooo hilarious!! :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

April 29, 1961 ... Dear Diary, After practice this afternoon, I showered and dressed. When the locker room was empty I moseyed over to Coach Henderson's office. The office was dark but I slipped in without anyone noticing me and snooped around a bit. I found one of Coach Henderson's sweaty jock straps on the floor and threw it into my gym bag. Then I left.

When I got home I discovered Beaver had a little friend named Jackie Waters in for a sleep over. Mom put Jackie in my bed and asked me to spend the night in the guestroom. I didn't mind - I wanted privacy anyways.

After dinner I went to the guestroom as fast as I could. I opened my gym bag and hauled out the coach's strap. It was still moist with sweat. I held it close to my nose. Mmm. Funky! I pulled a few kinky, crinkly pubic hairs out of the mesh. Then I noticed that the pouch was stretched all the heck out of shape; hehe! the coach must be a really BIG man I thought with a chuckle.

I decided to strip and haul the coach's strap on. Mmm! I felt closer to the BIG man than ever before. I'm wearing the coach's strap right now as I write this, Dear Diary. Well, time to hit the sheets. Good night, Dear Diary! More tomorrow!


That Does IT !!!! Tooth your the COMEDY CHAMP !!!!!! :lol: