Thank you all SO much for the birthday wishes! I've never had so many comments in my life.
It was a pretty fun time if I do say so. Well, the majority of the day was spent sleeping and waiting for everyone to get off work. I also spent more time than I planned merely trying to get my headlight fixed. I didn't want to tempt fate by driving drunk with one headlight, ya dig? Anyhoo, we met up at a Mexican place called Juarez. I don't really like Mexican food so much so I just drank. It didn't take long before a fresh cold picher of margarita was placed in front of me. I actually like mine without salt but it is bad manners to turn down alcohol. I'm a gentleman, ya know!
After many pitchers and much conversation ranging from everything to work, titties, roadtrips and Jesus, a beer was firmly placed in front of me and the ineviteable "Happy Birthday to You" song was sang through sloppy tequila smiles. I hate just sitting there wondering what facial expression to use so I decided now would be a good time to drink my beer.
Deception! I was a couple of gulps into my brewskie when the unmistakeable taste of tequila and the hard carress of glass hit my teeth and my tongue.This was no beer but a little bit of beer surrounded by an enormous shot. I was informed later that this drink is called a "submarine".
Around 10 or so, we drove across the bridge into South Carolina to the Gold Club where my friend Jimmy was waiting at the front door. He is a V.I.P. and damn near has his own table so Adam and I got in for free.
Long story short, I got three lapdances and more booze from my generous friends. One was a cute Asian schoolgirl and the other was a gorgeous Latino (that's her term). Jager shots soon followed. Then I went home and got up a few hours later and went into work. I was surprised about my lack of hangover.
Oh. I don't remember this photo at all:
There's more in the Dec. 9th folder.
Edit: Thanks to snowballinhell for the candy thong. Don't think I'm not goign to wear it and take pics.
It was a pretty fun time if I do say so. Well, the majority of the day was spent sleeping and waiting for everyone to get off work. I also spent more time than I planned merely trying to get my headlight fixed. I didn't want to tempt fate by driving drunk with one headlight, ya dig? Anyhoo, we met up at a Mexican place called Juarez. I don't really like Mexican food so much so I just drank. It didn't take long before a fresh cold picher of margarita was placed in front of me. I actually like mine without salt but it is bad manners to turn down alcohol. I'm a gentleman, ya know!
After many pitchers and much conversation ranging from everything to work, titties, roadtrips and Jesus, a beer was firmly placed in front of me and the ineviteable "Happy Birthday to You" song was sang through sloppy tequila smiles. I hate just sitting there wondering what facial expression to use so I decided now would be a good time to drink my beer.
Deception! I was a couple of gulps into my brewskie when the unmistakeable taste of tequila and the hard carress of glass hit my teeth and my tongue.This was no beer but a little bit of beer surrounded by an enormous shot. I was informed later that this drink is called a "submarine".
Around 10 or so, we drove across the bridge into South Carolina to the Gold Club where my friend Jimmy was waiting at the front door. He is a V.I.P. and damn near has his own table so Adam and I got in for free.
Long story short, I got three lapdances and more booze from my generous friends. One was a cute Asian schoolgirl and the other was a gorgeous Latino (that's her term). Jager shots soon followed. Then I went home and got up a few hours later and went into work. I was surprised about my lack of hangover.
Oh. I don't remember this photo at all:
There's more in the Dec. 9th folder.
Edit: Thanks to snowballinhell for the candy thong. Don't think I'm not goign to wear it and take pics.
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Around 10 or so, we drove across the bridge into South Carolina to the Gold Club where my friend Jimmy was waiting at the front door. He is a V.I.P. and damn near has his own table so Adam and I got in for free.
You damn right I'm a VIP.