As a favor
So a friend of mine is very bored right now; and I'd do anything for a dame... well almost, but writing a little something is the least I can do.
So I guess I will start by talking about last weekend. Had a fun conversation with a friend on the cab ride home from the airport... made me miss her. So I asked her to go out that evening... work... can't get off early... plans with friends afterwards. Few hours later I am meeting her ;) However, something is different than the usual. This girl kept her distance. We've never dated, fuct, or otherwise... but we've always been able to flirt like crazy. Some people actually thought we were either dating, engaged, or in the least are the best form of f_ck buddies. Well, this evening is different. Won't hold my hand, staying away... something about being a good girl from now on. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. So the evening looks bleak from the start. We get to Whiskey Blue (her idea), and of course the host suggest "makeout corner." Why would anyone gess anything different than anyone else... a romantic get-away for two lovers. Well, again, she won't even sit even close. Oh well, let's get down to business, window shopping. The only one worth looking at is our waitress. A bit of a goth looking girl, but I am thinking maybe just part of the uniform. Pretty tiny, and not just the girl, the outfit as well. Thinking if the evening goes south any further, I may jump ship... well, this is an idea until she refuses to serve me what I want... Vodka, lots and lots of Vodka. She can only serve "singles on the rocks" which is much small of a dose. Well, this pissed me off, of course, but at least the evening with the girl warmed up. We were at least able to talk, and even though a few things that were said were not fun, at least it was real. In any case, I just realized that everything here is nothing worth reading.
So, on to the next evening.
Saturday night... I remembered that I promised some friends that I would go out with them. I guess I must have been a bit drunk the night before :) So anyway, I realize this 15 minutes before I was supposed to meet them. So I told a few people that I would be right back, and went home to change. When I got back, everyone was gone. This does not make 0ver happy. I call them and find out where they are. I get there, and it is a meat market bar. I usually hate these places, but when you want to f_ck, you can st00p a bit lower. So I hang out, have some drinks... baby-sit some of my drunk friends, and dance with some nasty pigs. I love it when a girl tells you that she has a boyfriend, but that she wants you to call her. That is honestly one of the best things you want to hear. It means she's a wh0re, and that means you have to respect her, no connections, just s3x. I did get bored a bit, and after seeing most of the people I was with either leave drunk, or being caried out drunk, I decide to tie one on too. I guess I've met one of the shot-girls at this place... and she's a cutey, and I am a sucker for little girls :). So I buy her full tray of Jaeger Bombs... of course under the pretence that she hangs out and helps me finish it. So we do this, and it is almost closing time... I ask for her number, and she says "I have a boyfriend, but yeah, here's my number... call me." :) Man, I love women.
Nothing much more to talk about, a nice time home. Sunday, someone acused me of being a mafia guy... what was I supposed to do but play the part to my best. I love this country!
Hope this helps some of your boredom needs.
So I guess I will start by talking about last weekend. Had a fun conversation with a friend on the cab ride home from the airport... made me miss her. So I asked her to go out that evening... work... can't get off early... plans with friends afterwards. Few hours later I am meeting her ;) However, something is different than the usual. This girl kept her distance. We've never dated, fuct, or otherwise... but we've always been able to flirt like crazy. Some people actually thought we were either dating, engaged, or in the least are the best form of f_ck buddies. Well, this evening is different. Won't hold my hand, staying away... something about being a good girl from now on. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. So the evening looks bleak from the start. We get to Whiskey Blue (her idea), and of course the host suggest "makeout corner." Why would anyone gess anything different than anyone else... a romantic get-away for two lovers. Well, again, she won't even sit even close. Oh well, let's get down to business, window shopping. The only one worth looking at is our waitress. A bit of a goth looking girl, but I am thinking maybe just part of the uniform. Pretty tiny, and not just the girl, the outfit as well. Thinking if the evening goes south any further, I may jump ship... well, this is an idea until she refuses to serve me what I want... Vodka, lots and lots of Vodka. She can only serve "singles on the rocks" which is much small of a dose. Well, this pissed me off, of course, but at least the evening with the girl warmed up. We were at least able to talk, and even though a few things that were said were not fun, at least it was real. In any case, I just realized that everything here is nothing worth reading.
So, on to the next evening.
Saturday night... I remembered that I promised some friends that I would go out with them. I guess I must have been a bit drunk the night before :) So anyway, I realize this 15 minutes before I was supposed to meet them. So I told a few people that I would be right back, and went home to change. When I got back, everyone was gone. This does not make 0ver happy. I call them and find out where they are. I get there, and it is a meat market bar. I usually hate these places, but when you want to f_ck, you can st00p a bit lower. So I hang out, have some drinks... baby-sit some of my drunk friends, and dance with some nasty pigs. I love it when a girl tells you that she has a boyfriend, but that she wants you to call her. That is honestly one of the best things you want to hear. It means she's a wh0re, and that means you have to respect her, no connections, just s3x. I did get bored a bit, and after seeing most of the people I was with either leave drunk, or being caried out drunk, I decide to tie one on too. I guess I've met one of the shot-girls at this place... and she's a cutey, and I am a sucker for little girls :). So I buy her full tray of Jaeger Bombs... of course under the pretence that she hangs out and helps me finish it. So we do this, and it is almost closing time... I ask for her number, and she says "I have a boyfriend, but yeah, here's my number... call me." :) Man, I love women.
Nothing much more to talk about, a nice time home. Sunday, someone acused me of being a mafia guy... what was I supposed to do but play the part to my best. I love this country!
Hope this helps some of your boredom needs.
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