From zui
RoderickUsher said onAugust 09, 2004 10:35 PMDELETE The names have been changed to protect the guilty. That having been said, enjoy the real life tales of Dirk, Julius, and the Wolf.
Tales from the Pimpside
Episode 1: Fear and Loathing in Amsterdam
Yo, dig this...These three cats decided to chill in Amsterdam for a weekend. They arrived at Amsterdam looking to find a base of operations for a weekend of museum tours, bowling, and knitting. Unfortunately for our heroes, this was not to be.
Our story starts in a hostel, which was the appropriate accomodations for a beatnik novel. It was the ideal location for heroine addicts and acid heads, neither of which would be deterred from the rat traps in the corner. The rooms, however, had all of the charm one might expect from a third world cat-house.
After dinner, our three heroes were on the prowl. In the Red Light District, there were evenly spaced Moroccan drug dealers, offering "X, Cocaine, Charlie." Also equally spaced were windows lit red and periodically spaced tatoo parlors and hash bars. These windows featured an array of women in all shapes and colors. Julius and The Wolf decided to have some fun at one of the girls' expense, so they asked her about taking two at a time, peeing on her, etc. She then listed off what she would do. One experience in her repetoire was a strip tease. Julius offered her the same price for a strip tease from him. Upon hearing this, she slapped him across the forehead and closed the door.
to be continued
Tales from the Pimpside
Episode 1: Fear and Loathing in Amsterdam
Yo, dig this...These three cats decided to chill in Amsterdam for a weekend. They arrived at Amsterdam looking to find a base of operations for a weekend of museum tours, bowling, and knitting. Unfortunately for our heroes, this was not to be.
Our story starts in a hostel, which was the appropriate accomodations for a beatnik novel. It was the ideal location for heroine addicts and acid heads, neither of which would be deterred from the rat traps in the corner. The rooms, however, had all of the charm one might expect from a third world cat-house.
After dinner, our three heroes were on the prowl. In the Red Light District, there were evenly spaced Moroccan drug dealers, offering "X, Cocaine, Charlie." Also equally spaced were windows lit red and periodically spaced tatoo parlors and hash bars. These windows featured an array of women in all shapes and colors. Julius and The Wolf decided to have some fun at one of the girls' expense, so they asked her about taking two at a time, peeing on her, etc. She then listed off what she would do. One experience in her repetoire was a strip tease. Julius offered her the same price for a strip tease from him. Upon hearing this, she slapped him across the forehead and closed the door.
to be continued