My boyfriend is playing with big motorcycles in the desert this weekend. I've managed to keep from getting lonely by hanging out with my one close female friend (who, oddly enough, has the same first name as I do...although she spells hers differently than I spell mine).
We went to a Moroccan restaurant last night. Not only was the food supremely tasty, but we got to eat it all with our fingers ("utensils available upon request"). Some of you may know that I never really made it past the kindergarten fingerpainting phase, so this was fucking awesome. I wish I could eat everything with my fingers all the time. I'm perfectly capable of using utensils (despite what my boyfriend might tell you), but I prefer to go without when I can.
There were bellydancers at this restaurant as well -- one male, one female. I have to wonder: what is it that would happen in a man's life that would make him decide to become a bellydancer at a Moroccan restaurant? (Aside from a love for cock, I mean.) Riddle me THAT, bitches.
We went to a Moroccan restaurant last night. Not only was the food supremely tasty, but we got to eat it all with our fingers ("utensils available upon request"). Some of you may know that I never really made it past the kindergarten fingerpainting phase, so this was fucking awesome. I wish I could eat everything with my fingers all the time. I'm perfectly capable of using utensils (despite what my boyfriend might tell you), but I prefer to go without when I can.
There were bellydancers at this restaurant as well -- one male, one female. I have to wonder: what is it that would happen in a man's life that would make him decide to become a bellydancer at a Moroccan restaurant? (Aside from a love for cock, I mean.) Riddle me THAT, bitches.
Anyway which bit of Wales are you from???, my brother lives near Cardiff!
You have no idea how disappointed I was to find that you had removed my most favorite pics on this entire site.