Yeah ok...I live here...and that is all.
So...
This OK looking blonde with this relatively frumpy looking, Timothy Busfield circa "Thirty something" dude comes up to me and Steve and says "Can we sit with you?"
We say, "Ok" but completely unenthusiastlically in that way that you say "Fine, I'll take your retarded sister to the prom if she gives good head." kind of way.
This couple, and let me just say: "You mind your own fucking business and drink with your friends most of the time at the Cat and the Fiddle." proceeds to hang with us and start up conversation.
We can't figure out what the hell is going on with them other than she is drunk off her ass and he is just along for the ride. She is obnoxiously drunk and it is her 25th b-day. He is celebrating his 1st year in L.A.
Her name is Dominique and I tell her she reminds me of someone. She asks who and I say "Dominique Swain, the girl from Jeremy Irons' "Lolita".
She says, "I know that bitch. She sucked Ron Jeremy to the bone."
I say, "Oh."
She says, (in a drunken stupor.) "That's me fuckhead." Lots more banal converasation ensues until...
After several times of our waitress turning down her drink orders, they kick them out for her intoxication and obnoxious behavior.
And that is the story of me meeting Dominique Swain in a bar. I'm done with the story now.
That is all. She's off the list. No longer want to fuck her.
Peace.
b.
P.S. Glad Jamie's back. Kimmie, all will be well. Trust in your awesomeness. Madison, I love you, and hate you and stop stalking Vince Vaughn you fag, and Preston, if I ever see anymore horse buttfucking, I'll love you that much more. And finally, Matt, just keep bein you baby. One of the homos will hire you. They have to steal you from the Jews. It will be a Hollywood war. Trust me on this. I watch my business happen.
Fuck you all and to all a good night. I'm drunk and sleeping soon.
b. again.
This OK looking blonde with this relatively frumpy looking, Timothy Busfield circa "Thirty something" dude comes up to me and Steve and says "Can we sit with you?"
We say, "Ok" but completely unenthusiastlically in that way that you say "Fine, I'll take your retarded sister to the prom if she gives good head." kind of way.
This couple, and let me just say: "You mind your own fucking business and drink with your friends most of the time at the Cat and the Fiddle." proceeds to hang with us and start up conversation.
We can't figure out what the hell is going on with them other than she is drunk off her ass and he is just along for the ride. She is obnoxiously drunk and it is her 25th b-day. He is celebrating his 1st year in L.A.
Her name is Dominique and I tell her she reminds me of someone. She asks who and I say "Dominique Swain, the girl from Jeremy Irons' "Lolita".
She says, "I know that bitch. She sucked Ron Jeremy to the bone."
I say, "Oh."
She says, (in a drunken stupor.) "That's me fuckhead." Lots more banal converasation ensues until...
After several times of our waitress turning down her drink orders, they kick them out for her intoxication and obnoxious behavior.
And that is the story of me meeting Dominique Swain in a bar. I'm done with the story now.
That is all. She's off the list. No longer want to fuck her.
Peace.
b.
P.S. Glad Jamie's back. Kimmie, all will be well. Trust in your awesomeness. Madison, I love you, and hate you and stop stalking Vince Vaughn you fag, and Preston, if I ever see anymore horse buttfucking, I'll love you that much more. And finally, Matt, just keep bein you baby. One of the homos will hire you. They have to steal you from the Jews. It will be a Hollywood war. Trust me on this. I watch my business happen.
Fuck you all and to all a good night. I'm drunk and sleeping soon.
b. again.