So weekend debauchery. where shall i begin.
Friday night, went out to the local bar where the rockabilly / indie / punkrockers hang, and witnessed birthday shenanigans of a drunk lesbian getting on top of the bar, stripping completely naked in front of me and the tattoo artists i hang with. Instantly we divert from naked breasts and well, pussy, to the tattoo above said region. It wasn't done well, and we talk to her about it, while she is nude. She got jipped by some artist that thought his idea was better than hers, and her idea wasn't even remotely used.
Forward to saturday night, where we end up at a bar, called Lemmons. A birthday party if you will, but unlike any normal birthday party. No, this one was full of strippers, and go go girls, and a transvestite band playing cock rock, totally rocking all our cocks for sure.
Sunday was more of a let's recuperate for the next week mode, and was boring, but I believe lots of high life, lots of shots, lots of vodka with cranberry and oj (the "randy") was drank. I'm sure there were other parts of booze I forgot to mention, along with roaming down S. Grand singing Joy Division songs to cops, and them joining in. But all in all, the weekend was mighty fine.
Friday night, went out to the local bar where the rockabilly / indie / punkrockers hang, and witnessed birthday shenanigans of a drunk lesbian getting on top of the bar, stripping completely naked in front of me and the tattoo artists i hang with. Instantly we divert from naked breasts and well, pussy, to the tattoo above said region. It wasn't done well, and we talk to her about it, while she is nude. She got jipped by some artist that thought his idea was better than hers, and her idea wasn't even remotely used.
Forward to saturday night, where we end up at a bar, called Lemmons. A birthday party if you will, but unlike any normal birthday party. No, this one was full of strippers, and go go girls, and a transvestite band playing cock rock, totally rocking all our cocks for sure.
Sunday was more of a let's recuperate for the next week mode, and was boring, but I believe lots of high life, lots of shots, lots of vodka with cranberry and oj (the "randy") was drank. I'm sure there were other parts of booze I forgot to mention, along with roaming down S. Grand singing Joy Division songs to cops, and them joining in. But all in all, the weekend was mighty fine.
holliday:
Ok...I don't know WHOSE birthday parties you're used to attending? But my parties ALWAYS invovle strippers, go go girls, and transvestite bands... Oh, and sometimes a hooker for good measure!
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monk_stah:
hookers are always inspirational.