Went to my brother's wedding met him wife for first time ever. Got in a fight with him. Gave her my water. She owes me $2.50 for that.
Went to a resturant for the reception. Sat outside and chain smoked.
My friend came to pick me up. We were driving home. Ended up at a strip club with $200 in singles.
The guy at the door in the suit didn't want to let us in because we needed a male escort. We asked why. Apparently most single women that go there are either 1. Hookers 2. Looking for their man 3. Potential competition for the strippers. We were none of those so he let us in "this one time."
Met a stripper named Josie (not even making that up). She said I was cute then let me feel up her boobs. Touched her nipple. When her shift ended she wanted to hangout with us and bitch about her boyfriend. I liked her lots. She said we looked like fremont hookers. I want to marry her.
Now its time to eat McDONALD'S and masturbate. My life is cool.
Was she short?
ReplyDeleteP.S. This is so un-waffles of a post.. I mean I can not remember the last time a stripper let me touch her tits.
ReplyDeleteI meant the writing style.
ReplyDeleteShe was really tall. Over six feet. She had tits ass big as mine but they looked massive because she was so thin.
We met her in the bathroom. She overheard our conversation and joined in. When she went on stage we went over and threw dollars at her. When her shift ended she came over to hang with us and started telling us about her shitty coworkers.
Carmel bring dollar bills next time I'm in town and I'll out do this supposed "Josie". 6ft tall? pfff
ReplyDeleteBTW Waffles was just asking me if I'd consider a threesome with you and him! Has he been asking you that too?
Shouldn't have read Josie's comment right after lunch ...
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