December 17, 2004

The Upside Of Being Me

I once visited Blanchard Springs Caverns in Bumfuck, Arkansas. And played strip poker there, against those peoples' wishes.

Perhaps some context is in order. Unfortunately, you won't find it here.

Posted by Velociman at December 17, 2004 11:54 PM
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I am, in theory, completely banned from the town of Crawfordville, Georgia, if it makes you feel any better. I do doubt, though, that they'd recognize me these days if I danced naked down main street (the offense that got me banned in the first place).

I suspect I'll get round to telling that story eventually, too. Sigh.

Posted by: Queenie at December 18, 2004 12:05 AM

That is kool, Queenie. I am banned from Gilmer County. Banning is Beautiful.

Posted by: Velociman at December 18, 2004 12:23 AM

I cannot believe you would shed the VelociSkin on a game of chance. Santa's gonna fuck you this year. Enjoy it.

Did you win? Did the Mutant get nekkid? If you won't put the details in the "post", why not in the commnents? Bad as it is, and its very bad, I can almost imagine a nekkid Mutant flippin the bird and saying "Got any 3's" ... and hearing the deploreable response "go fish".

Posted by: RedNeck at December 18, 2004 3:30 AM

I celebrate the good judgment of the people of Bumfuck.

Posted by: Jim - PRS at December 18, 2004 7:05 PM

Why do the losers at the strip poker table feel obliged to advertise their misfortune out of doors?

I've seen too many tighty-whitey parades to be interested in playing that again.

Posted by: Key at December 18, 2004 7:58 PM

Ah, we had a different spin on that. We played Strip Blackjack (I was the only one who had even an inkling of how to play poker, and could not be trusted not to cheat). Then, when all were in an appropriate state of undress, we would get out a small paper bag filled with slips of paper, each with a different body part, and the Ceremonial DelMonte Catsup bottle.

Spin the bottle, pull two slips from the bag. One was for your mouth, the other for your hands. Slips had to be made available to the rest of the circle before commencing on your quest.

Best part about it? Well, that's for a later time. But I will confess that I emerged from one game with a hickie shaped like a map of the USA on a butt cheek....

Posted by: Mamamontezz at December 19, 2004 1:17 AM
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