I think that my brain is keeping itself in off mode, so I am pretty much devoid of anything substantive to say today. As for this weekend, the only thing exciting that we did was paint the front of the house (finally). UPDATE: I totally meant to, but forgot, to mention that John so graciously helped us paint the house. His help is much appreciated!!! Well, there was that one other thing, which occurred that very same night, when I was called by Brian and Dave to come out and join Mr. Pbody’s bachelor party. They were at the bowling alley, which is where I thought they would stay, but shortly after our arrival, and after one game and two pitchers, James and I found ourselves following Dave and Brian to the… wait for it… Pink Pony. I have driven by this place a 1000 times, since it is next to my work complex, and have never given a serious thought as to going in. But now I can say that we have been there.
While I did have a good time, I still don’t think I could ever get comfortable in a place where people take off their clothes and shake their “stuff” for money. I had fun taking the shots out of that girl’s boobs, and I thought it was fun to watch the ladies do their acrobatics on the poles over the bar (that one girl did like the equivalent of 50 pull ups!), but it just seemed a little weird to have naked people all around us. Maybe that’s just me. The boys seemed to all have a good time, and I don’t know which was more fun; watching the strippers, or watching me and James react to them. Either way, a good time was had… and I must say, my first strip club experience was at least an interesting one. The other reason you would never see me asking to go to a strip club, is because those places are SOOOOO expensive. I swear, I am glad they took care of us all night, otherwise I would have been out of there. Which reminds me… I need to open a strip club.
Funny thing though, James did say that he was surprised the female genitalia wasn’t larger (I don’t know why he thought it was bigger; probably because it looks bigger on TV?); because it was his first time seeing it live and in person. I, on the other hand, was not surprised at all; but that is a different story for a different time and place.
Hope everyone enjoys their Monday… I will just sit here and stare at the screen until it is over!
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