October 31, 2004
Ow
I believe I must have accidentally swallowed some of those ACME earthquake pills Kelley slipped me in Helen.
Add to that the humiliation of realizing I was dirty dancing at a rooftop bar with Gator girls, and the ignominy deepens.
Do not forget that these girls had electronic vibrators in their purses. At one point I overheard them discussing the possibility of inserting one in the Velocikeister.
No way!
I'm going to soak my feet some more in this pan of pork and beans, and scroll through some recently developed pictures of Fort Lauderdale postwar beach lodging. Maybe I'll post a picture of the Premiere Motel later.
Is that the pan of pork and beans you'll be taking to the homeless shelter before the Redskins/Packers game?
Posted by: Mamamontezz at October 31, 2004 11:36 AMThose Gator girls know "packet size" when they see it, honey...
Posted by: queenie at October 31, 2004 12:43 PMYou'll be fine with the earthquake pills as long as you DON'T ADD WATER!
Straight bourbon for you, Velociman...
Posted by: kelley at October 31, 2004 12:45 PMElectronic vibrators, eh?? Do they come with remote controls? Now that would put a smile on any woman's face if hubby was tryin' to watch TV!
Posted by: Michele at October 31, 2004 4:56 PMActually, Michele, yes they did. The also had one with a female end and a male end with remotes, for mutual pleasuring. Very sick stuff.
Posted by: Velociman at October 31, 2004 5:25 PMI think you need to speak with someone about your excessive use of alcohol. Call me. We'll talk over cocktails.
Posted by: Jim - PRS at October 31, 2004 8:47 PMI prefer to think of it as discriminating abuse, Jim.
Posted by: Velociman at October 31, 2004 8:57 PM