Sunday, February 26, 2012

I'm in love with a stripper

Well, not really but the title seemed appropriate considering I went to a strip club for my 36th birthday.  Are you ready for this?  The name of the club is Fuzzy Holes.....hahaha, yeah...I couldn't make that up if I tried.  Vic and I went there after my birthday dinner and it was, interesting.  It was the first time either of us had ever been to one.  Also, we went on a Sunday night so it was empty...for about 45 minutes which is good because in that 45 minutes I was able to get comfortable with the idea of being there enough to walk up to the stage and tip all the girls...while getting ground on  (yummy!).  Also, Vic bought me something called a "See-Saw".  So what they do is bring you up on stage and sit you in a chair, one girl climbs on your shoulders from the back and the other climbs on your shoulders from the front and then they make a see-sawing motion for about 2 minutes.  After that's done, they take turns giving you lap dances.  Can I just say, the vagina in my face smelled like mellon..... *Drool*.  I tried to find a photo online but Google failed me, I also didn't get any photos of the birthday adventure.  Perhaps next time?

Anywho, I should have stayed away from Supernatural just a little bit longer.  I got obsessed like I do with every show I like.  I'm not sure if it's a blessing or a curse that when I discovered it there had already been 7 seasons.  It's been a couple of weeks and I'm finally wrapping up season 6 (which is all Netflix has at the moment).  Thankfully I've had no papers due (except the one for tomorrow) and I've only gotten behind on my reading (which is actually worse than it sounds).

The boys of Supernatural have me questioning my sexuality.  Yes, yes I said that.  Oh I know I still get hot for boys now and again so that's no big deal but, and here's the odd thing, I've been having dreams about meeting them.  Oh don't be all smutty, the dreams don't go there...but I definitely feel like I need them in my life.  So, let's get all psychoanalytical on this.  It comes down to one fact, I just need to get laid.  Yeah, my vagina is a sad lonely place lately.  Hell I can't even masturbate properly any more because if I kick the dog out of my bed long enough for me to scream along to the Philharmonic CD, he shits on the hall carpet...sigh.

So I know that the boys are just actors playing a role and the characters that they play have qualities that I find attractive, but I really need to get some pussy soon I might have to join the Misha Collins Wives Club!!!  Although, if his wife is hot I might do that anyway ;)

PS: just found out I have a milk allergy.  Hello Vegan me...


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