I went over to my friend's house to eventually go out for drinks. She had gotten a new digital camera and, as is somehow natural for women who get new digital cameras or camera phones, she took a picture of herself in some form of undress and showed it to me. She had photoshopped the picture "artistically" and wanted me to look at it. I didn't show a lot of interest in the picture and this caused her to complain.
"Gooch... you didn't even look at it!" she exclaimed as I grabbed my keys, eager for a drink. I responded:
"I get naked pictures sent to my website all the time and I'm a strip club DJ. Why don't you take a picture of your teeth and show it to a dentist."
And speaking of... I've cut my hours down at the strip club. I'm only working Saturday nights now. The hours were killing me during the day.
I caught the last five minutes of an episode Mad About You, a 90s sitcom starring Paul Reiser and Helen Hunt. Apparently in this episode it was revealed to Paul that Helen fucked some other guy while they were dating but before they got married. I was actually yelling at the screen for him to leave her at the function they were attending. Maybe she could fuck some other guy and get a ride home. If he couldn't trust her while they were dating, why the hell should he trust her while they were married. "It was a moment of weakness... it happened two years ago."
Bullshit. If you're a guy that is currently with a girl that cheated on you... get off my website. If you don't respect yourself than I sure as hell don't respect you. You can find someone better, trust me. You buy your girlfriend drinks, dinner, and some other guy gets a free ride? Some other guy gets to know that he boned your main squeeze while you wondered where she was? Fuck that. Get rid of her. Don't be a chump.
Oh, at the end of the show they ended up dancing together. Fade to black. They don't show every night he has to think about some guy boning his wife while she lies there next to him.
So again, if your significant other chose another man over you one night and you choose to be with her, go out and buy a dress, a PT Cruiser, and a Macintosh.
Pathetic.
Piece of Ass of the Month:
Debra Lafave... My Lafavorite teacher ever.
Hot, indicted for a sex offense, and bipolar? Oh, man, get me the digits.
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