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Today was supposed to be pay day...but I didn't get paid (why?) because tonight was my boss's bachelor party and he's sticking MY 20s in some stripper's G-string.
On the other hand, some drunk 38 year old, who was quite attractive for her old old age, showed us her G-string at the Wild Duck Inn. Then, upon my request, exposed to us her bare breasts.
Do I feel like a dirty old man? Yes. Am I upset that I didn't get paid today? Yes. But I did I get to see boobies up close? Yes. And has it been a while? Yes.
Anybody remember the segment on Sesame Street with that detective guy painted on a glass? What was his name? How did his theme song go?
It's on the tip of my headskull, but I can't get the Lunts out.
On the other hand, some drunk 38 year old, who was quite attractive for her old old age, showed us her G-string at the Wild Duck Inn. Then, upon my request, exposed to us her bare breasts.
Do I feel like a dirty old man? Yes. Am I upset that I didn't get paid today? Yes. But I did I get to see boobies up close? Yes. And has it been a while? Yes.
Anybody remember the segment on Sesame Street with that detective guy painted on a glass? What was his name? How did his theme song go?
It's on the tip of my headskull, but I can't get the Lunts out.
