Hello…
Good day all…
Just finish getting my bath from my Wednesday guy… Nothing
major to talk about except about how his dog was doing seeing that he just had
to dish out $4000 smackers to save its life and what we would do, as manly man,
should a rich sick baster would offer 2
million dollars for a one nighter with us. I found it odd that it was a very
specific number given here, kinda like somebody had already approached him with
the proposal. I told him that I would be honest with my wife and reassure her
that it was nothing personal, just business. In other words, I would take one
for the team. Him on the other hand, seems to me more like if he was saving his
virginity for a special guy… I don’t know folks, it comes a time where you
basically don’t give a hoot anymore and 2 million dollars would buy a lot of
margaritas for you to forget such an ordeal…
It’s amazing what is said in these bath sessions…
Take care folks..
PS we also talked about Marilyn Manson, baseball bats and veterinarians; obviously not in the same sentence...
PS It could also be the weather talking here seeing that we are getting a mini snowstorm right now..
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