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SOOOO.... last night i went to centerfolds with some friends and it was more fun than i've had all week! I had to wait around for a WHILE for them to pick me up because they can never really seem to get their shit together and get to Hayward in an efficient amount of time...
FINALLY they get here and we smoke a blunt with this blunt paper that is minty when you hit it and it makes your lips feel minty after...interesting blunt...but it was good.
so we go and luckily i get to ride with harsh....
wait wait wait... let's back this up because i have a thought:
there were these girls that went with us... one of them was a girlfriend of one of the guys who went and the other was some girl they brought... and they're sitting inside talking
"i would NOT go on stage...even if they tried"
"i mean, if thats their choice then fine, but i would NEVER make that my job"
"they're all sluts, thats their job"
like.. these girls are talkin up some SHIT... and all i can think is... IF YOU DON"T LIKE IT, DON"T GO!
really people, it's as easy as that!... and p.s. i couldn't imagine having a significant other to go with who didn't sit in the front row with me, or somehow manifested JEALOUSY??? of these girls interacting with me.. or even the other! never.
...but i could see how it might not be the best date spot.
ANYWAYS.....
So... i was excited to ride with harsh and shea and some other guy who i don't know.
so first i get a 32 of high life... and the others get theirs... and we go
Harsh first has the music quiet.. then we get on the freeway and he turns it up HELLLLLLA loud and i turn around to check out his sub... not one, or two.. but THREE! the bass was maddddd... and i don't know how many people our there feel me on this one, but when i'm stoned, music is SOOOOO amazing, and i personally get lost in the bass.... so i'm sitting in the car stoned an getting drunk and the music is just surrounding me... it was awesome, to say the least.
THEN we get to Centerfolds... and go inside.. whatever, sit down
and the girls are dancing... and this one punk rocker girl is up and she just gets alll over me...
and secretly i love it, and even when a girl smiles at a girl with that 1/2 lip bite flirty look.... oh man.. lemme tell you boys.. it's like no heterosexual flirting i can think of... :)
so the girls keep coming up and getting on me... probably cuz i am a girl and i was "safe" ... and THEN this girl says to me (she's dancing).. and she's like.. are you shy.. and we flirt and she tells me to come on stage... that all i have to do is lay down... so i'm like.. I CAN DO THAT!... so i go... and i lay down... and she's ALL OVER ME! kissing my nipple and ALL THIS... it was fabulous... girl made helllla money on that dance!
so anyway... the punk rocker girl was dancing on stage and she's like.. "i want your number" to me... so i see her offstage and i'm talking to her for awhile... and she's like.. rubbing my back and all this... and later she gave me a lapdance.. and a friend... we were in the lap of luxury i suppose.... so i write my number on a dollar, give it to her.. and call it a night.
OH... then while the parking people were getting the car, the pizza shop next door was open at like 1am... so i get a slice and these guys are talking to me and all this and they ask me if i work at the strip club! i was like.. UH! no! (only in my head)
got taken home, and went to bed.... <3
FINALLY they get here and we smoke a blunt with this blunt paper that is minty when you hit it and it makes your lips feel minty after...interesting blunt...but it was good.
so we go and luckily i get to ride with harsh....
wait wait wait... let's back this up because i have a thought:
there were these girls that went with us... one of them was a girlfriend of one of the guys who went and the other was some girl they brought... and they're sitting inside talking
"i would NOT go on stage...even if they tried"
"i mean, if thats their choice then fine, but i would NEVER make that my job"
"they're all sluts, thats their job"
like.. these girls are talkin up some SHIT... and all i can think is... IF YOU DON"T LIKE IT, DON"T GO!
really people, it's as easy as that!... and p.s. i couldn't imagine having a significant other to go with who didn't sit in the front row with me, or somehow manifested JEALOUSY??? of these girls interacting with me.. or even the other! never.
...but i could see how it might not be the best date spot.
ANYWAYS.....
So... i was excited to ride with harsh and shea and some other guy who i don't know.
so first i get a 32 of high life... and the others get theirs... and we go
Harsh first has the music quiet.. then we get on the freeway and he turns it up HELLLLLLA loud and i turn around to check out his sub... not one, or two.. but THREE! the bass was maddddd... and i don't know how many people our there feel me on this one, but when i'm stoned, music is SOOOOO amazing, and i personally get lost in the bass.... so i'm sitting in the car stoned an getting drunk and the music is just surrounding me... it was awesome, to say the least.
THEN we get to Centerfolds... and go inside.. whatever, sit down
and the girls are dancing... and this one punk rocker girl is up and she just gets alll over me...
and secretly i love it, and even when a girl smiles at a girl with that 1/2 lip bite flirty look.... oh man.. lemme tell you boys.. it's like no heterosexual flirting i can think of... :)
so the girls keep coming up and getting on me... probably cuz i am a girl and i was "safe" ... and THEN this girl says to me (she's dancing).. and she's like.. are you shy.. and we flirt and she tells me to come on stage... that all i have to do is lay down... so i'm like.. I CAN DO THAT!... so i go... and i lay down... and she's ALL OVER ME! kissing my nipple and ALL THIS... it was fabulous... girl made helllla money on that dance!
so anyway... the punk rocker girl was dancing on stage and she's like.. "i want your number" to me... so i see her offstage and i'm talking to her for awhile... and she's like.. rubbing my back and all this... and later she gave me a lapdance.. and a friend... we were in the lap of luxury i suppose.... so i write my number on a dollar, give it to her.. and call it a night.
OH... then while the parking people were getting the car, the pizza shop next door was open at like 1am... so i get a slice and these guys are talking to me and all this and they ask me if i work at the strip club! i was like.. UH! no! (only in my head)
got taken home, and went to bed.... <3