My friend Mike was at Shampoo a few weeks ago. He had some Easter related gifts with him...one of which was a small stuffed blue Peep. He gave it to me to hold for a minute and I fell in love with it. Not wanting to part the two of us....he decided to let me look after the Peep for awhile.
Things were good between me and the Peep so I let him move into my apartment right away. He was supportive, he kept me company, and he slept close to me every night. We watched movies together....enjoyed fancy dinners....had long, meaningful talks.
Everything was great. For awhile, that is.
Soon I began to notice how lazy the Peep was getting. I'd be out running errands and working all day and he'd be home on the couch....watching TV and eating anything he could get his...errr...wings on.
Finally I said to him; "Peep, you needs to get a job." (<----in a haughty black woman's voice)
So I kicked that Peep to the curb until he started bringing home some money.
He applied at a few retail stores but to no avail. He had no prior work experience....heck, he didn't even have a social security number! So the Peep did the one thing he knew he could.....
become a Stripper!!
His first day at DayDreams was certainly an experience!
He nervously awaited his turn up on stage in the DJ booth.
But he performed like a pro!
The Peep knew that the real money was in the Live Girl-on-Girl sex shows. Or in his case....Peep-on-Girl.
After the show, the Peep decided to chat up some customers and get something to drink.
Some of the customers became a bit rowdy....but the bouncers were more then happy to get the Peep's back.
The Peep wasn't worried though, there were a ton of guys just waiting to get some private time with the Peep.
By the end of the night, the Peep had more then enough money then he needed for his share of the rent.
So the Peep used the cash he had left to show me a really good time.
Now the Peep takes care of me and I sit around at home. He says he doesn't mind, he loves shaking his Peep-ass for the men folk. And I don't mind cause I finally have the time to beat Halo 2 on Legendary and re-organize my comic collection.
I love ya, Peep!!
Things were good between me and the Peep so I let him move into my apartment right away. He was supportive, he kept me company, and he slept close to me every night. We watched movies together....enjoyed fancy dinners....had long, meaningful talks.
Everything was great. For awhile, that is.
Soon I began to notice how lazy the Peep was getting. I'd be out running errands and working all day and he'd be home on the couch....watching TV and eating anything he could get his...errr...wings on.
Finally I said to him; "Peep, you needs to get a job." (<----in a haughty black woman's voice)
So I kicked that Peep to the curb until he started bringing home some money.
He applied at a few retail stores but to no avail. He had no prior work experience....heck, he didn't even have a social security number! So the Peep did the one thing he knew he could.....
become a Stripper!!
His first day at DayDreams was certainly an experience!

He nervously awaited his turn up on stage in the DJ booth.

But he performed like a pro!

The Peep knew that the real money was in the Live Girl-on-Girl sex shows. Or in his case....Peep-on-Girl.

After the show, the Peep decided to chat up some customers and get something to drink.

Some of the customers became a bit rowdy....but the bouncers were more then happy to get the Peep's back.

The Peep wasn't worried though, there were a ton of guys just waiting to get some private time with the Peep.

By the end of the night, the Peep had more then enough money then he needed for his share of the rent.

So the Peep used the cash he had left to show me a really good time.

I love ya, Peep!!
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somnia:
Just when I think you're the rockin'est person out there, you tell this awsome peep story that propels you right off the top of the coolness scale!



weapon0:
That was Hilarious.
