Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Back Door Beauty
Never before have I felt bad for a waitress... that was until me and my female accomplice arrived. Like two children in a candy shop, but instead the candy happened to be an innocent young girl within earshot. Though we finished our meal over 2 hours ago and I was still nursing a White Russian (haha), this woman was greeted out of the corner of her eye by 2 people crammed into one side of a booth undressing her with their eyes. I know, not that bad, but then we opened our mouths...each horrific sexual depictions, loud enough for her to hear and more exciting and creative than the last. However due to the repeated returns and glances (plus the cops were not called) I do believe our sexual heckling was appreciated...though I still took a bath when I got home to scrub off the dirtiness.
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