I just ate an entire chocolate bunny... and so now I feel kind've nauseous. My wife is telling me it's my own fault, and that I'm the woman of the house for eating all that chocolate.
Whatever... I'll wear the panties if it means tasty choco bunnies
On another note, I'm very sad today.
There was a new waitress at the "gentlemen's club" I go to for lunch.
Sooooo cute. 5 foot nothing. Had to be less than 100lbs. Probably less than 90. A confirmed size zero. Red hair. Freckles. But brown eyes.
She was one of those people that literally makes your jaw hit the floor.
So I was talking to her about doing a photoshoot. Not for SG, and not even a nude shoot, but just a regular shoot. A paid shoot even. I'm not exactly rolling in money, but working with her was worth it to me to pay her, even with her having no experience.
So I gave her my card and yesterday she said that she was going to talk to her boyfriend and then talk to me today.
Well... I ended up going to lunch almost 2 hours late today, and when I got there, it turns out that she had a fallout with the manager or one of the dancers or something, and ended up quitting her job.
Shit!... shit shit shit...
I didn't get her number yet, and so have no way of contacting her. My only hopes is that she will contact me. I was REALLY wanting to work with her too. I can't convey in words just how photogenic this girl was. I have no doubt that even though she was so tiny, she could've filled a niche market and become somebody famous.
Well...
Now y'all know why I killed the choco bunny.
I can't help but wonder if I had went to lunch on time if I would've caught her before she quit.
Ahh well... that's life I guess. Who knows... she does have my card, so maybe I'll here from her.
I sure hope so............
Whatever... I'll wear the panties if it means tasty choco bunnies
On another note, I'm very sad today.
There was a new waitress at the "gentlemen's club" I go to for lunch.
Sooooo cute. 5 foot nothing. Had to be less than 100lbs. Probably less than 90. A confirmed size zero. Red hair. Freckles. But brown eyes.
She was one of those people that literally makes your jaw hit the floor.
So I was talking to her about doing a photoshoot. Not for SG, and not even a nude shoot, but just a regular shoot. A paid shoot even. I'm not exactly rolling in money, but working with her was worth it to me to pay her, even with her having no experience.
So I gave her my card and yesterday she said that she was going to talk to her boyfriend and then talk to me today.
Well... I ended up going to lunch almost 2 hours late today, and when I got there, it turns out that she had a fallout with the manager or one of the dancers or something, and ended up quitting her job.
Shit!... shit shit shit...
I didn't get her number yet, and so have no way of contacting her. My only hopes is that she will contact me. I was REALLY wanting to work with her too. I can't convey in words just how photogenic this girl was. I have no doubt that even though she was so tiny, she could've filled a niche market and become somebody famous.
Well...
Now y'all know why I killed the choco bunny.
I can't help but wonder if I had went to lunch on time if I would've caught her before she quit.
Ahh well... that's life I guess. Who knows... she does have my card, so maybe I'll here from her.
I sure hope so............
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And I lol'd after reading your comment. Never thought about it that way. Maybe the right hemisphere does like tv, I don't know! Haha seems like something they should test. I have read an article before about a man who had had the split-brain operation. Apparently he tried to beat his wife with one hand and protect her with the other. Did he really want to hurt her? Yes and no I guess...
Ooh, congrats on the Chocolate Bunny...I have definitely been in that boat before.
Keep thinking positive about her contacting you...hopefully positive karma will bring her around!!