Flooded Bathrooms, Neil, and A Real Diamond Doll
Had a great time with the folks from The Remnants and Two Story Double Wide last night at Ray's. Especially the part where Neil was locked in a flooded bathroom stall with a stripper, making obscene rectal noises as I was trying to drain the lizard in the next stall. If he's a smart cookie, he's been sitting in a tub of boiling bleach all day.
And we get to do it all over again tonight at the Poorhouse. Strippers beware!
Here's a topic: Ugg boots. Why would any self-respecting female want to look like she's knee-deep in a sheep's anus? Discuss.
Mags
And we get to do it all over again tonight at the Poorhouse. Strippers beware!
Here's a topic: Ugg boots. Why would any self-respecting female want to look like she's knee-deep in a sheep's anus? Discuss.
Mags
posted by the freakin hott at Saturday, January 22, 2005
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FOR THE RECORD (not the mythically ellusive 'slip of the lips' record which is soon to be re-leased; oh, wait, I meant re-corded) Yes, for the record I'll have you know that Mags "Bags-o-fun" Gentry-fication has spilt an awful rumor about me, my company, and our whereabouts. The truth of the matter is ... I was NOT locked in that stall. Rather, Maggie and Aaron WERE locked OUT! But, well, yes, although the rest of that story is true, Mags really shouldn't label the people that she and her cleavage googling manfriend spend their own rent money on at a black shack that rhymes with 'please'. So, 'please', show some respect, my date was not JUST a stripper. Sort-of like Aaron and Maggie are not JUST swingers. But let us not bring Mr. Indeed into this already sloppy stall.
Smokin in the Girls Room,
k NEIL in
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