I'm sitting on my couch with a laptop warming my balls and a High Definition presentation of Robocop on the plasma. I wound down the longest three day work week last night drinking and partying with friends at Montego's. I spent an entire day's pay last night, which means I'll be working as a DJ Friday night to offset my irresponsible expenditures.
Going to my Aunt and Uncle's for a serious ball-breaking... I mean Thanksgiving feast. It's a typical Italian meal where everyone fucks with each other, some physical contact, and lots of food. I already wrote one joke while on the road yesterday:
Hey, [cousin's name]: I hear you were employee of the day at your new job. Oh... wait... you were employed for a day at your new job.
Last night a girl that used to dance at an upscale strip club found were way to the stage at Montego's, reputedly a "divey" strip club. Q-Ball, aka Ryan the bartender there stated that Montego's is where good strippers go to pasture. I commented that Montego's is to strippers as the showers were to the Jews. It's not that bad. We actually get a lot of hot girls before they realize that they're too good for the place. That's when we shine.
I forgot how awesome Robocop is. I'm thankful for robocop.
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