Porn-Tastic!
Ever notice how it's usually the mundane, silly things done in the company of really good friends that you remember most fondly? On that note, today I met Kirsten at the Chateau in Norwood for dinner. It was like golfer haven meets geriatric hell hahha. We were sitting there eating our meals (I got chicken, broccoli, penne alfredo and Kirsten got sea scallops) and I was taking a sip of my frozen margarita when I hear, 'Yeah, I like it when the balls roll around the hole.' Now considering I heard this out of context and didn't realize the guy walk talking about golf, I snorted the margarita up into my nasal cavity and had a coughing fit. Kirsten almost choked on her seafood, and the entire place turned and stared as we both died laughing. After the golfer's inappropriate sports talk, me and Kirsten were chatting away and at the same time trying to comprehend the strange things all the old people around us were saying. I swear to god, one woman said something about a hemmorhoid... So once we choked down our dinner (literally) we left and headed to the local trashy porn store. On the way, we were making retard noises really loudly (very PC of us, I know... I hate PC) and this hot guy in a truck and a couple guys in the car next to us looked over and started grinning and muttering things. Ummm, since when is acting autistic considered a turn-on? Apparently it was some handicapped mating ritual where they come from, cuz they seemed to enjoy it on a slightly demented level. Hahha... yeah. What can I say, we attract quality men-folk. So yadda yadda yadda, I bought this $20 trashy DVD that involves lots of dirty talk and spitting (not a fan, but you get what you pay for I guess lol). Aaaaaand, that's all she wrote for tonite!