Life does not start and stop at your convenience my dear, after I ditched you I went back to appease my fans
Seriously though, since I've been outed I guess I can say how very much I appreciated that you came, even if I didn't appreciate you as much as I would've liked. Thank you.
Now if only there was a record of the hot lesbo action. I will have to rely on mental pictures...maybe do an artist's rendering?
That motherfucker with the camera phone over my fucking face through the entire show probably has a shot. I think you should perform some medieval broom fuck incantation on his ass
By the way, did you smell as lovely as I did this morning?
Lame! The girls are on for "the late show" which starts at 11. You can't go into the club now, because you'll be paying for a different show. They're going to kick everyone out now, and make them pay to come back in again.
So right now I'm at a 7 Eleven, plugged into a wall by the lotto machine looking extraordinarily geeky.
You are confused, so I'll type slowly so you understand me better.
They had another show playing at the time I came by like at 9:30. They said that if I paid to get in then, I would still have to pay again to see the SG show. So I said fuck that, I stayed at the 7 Eleven waiting until I could make the line for the next show. I wasn't on my ass either, I was standing up by the side of the ATM. I looked geek chic baby
Actually, I told the girls I had my laptop with me, so they all checked the new sets and their comments and stuff. I basically got to hang out with them all this time so far. Still kind of awkward, cause nobody's drinking and everyone's just standing around. I think SG:B shows just aren't the same without a certain redhead around to liven things up
I got home a little while ago. Let's just say, despite some highlights, I'm still very happy I went to the Orlando show. It just wasn't the same, for a lot of reasons, but mainly just one
Why do you get to get felt up? Im never so lucky unless I count the massive chick who knuckled my balls while she was measuring my inseam for a new pair of pants I was buying. Shudder.
1) When is the last time you were drunk?
Well, if you must insist I was drunk, then you probably already know when.
2) How drunk were you?
I was a little woozy, but I wasn't out of control. I think I was actually more inhibited because I was afraid I would be less, which made me more non-communicative.
3) Did you do or say anything you felt regret for later?
You mean like telling your favorite SuicideGirl that I would not have sex with her? No. Nothing at all.
But only myself and a few others will agree.