Tig ole Bitties
So yesterday I was "de-flowered" so to speak with regard to strip clubs.
I went with a couple friends up to
Athens just to hang out.
I went there with my roommate from college and his new girlfriend to see
his old high school buddies that I actually happen to know (small world,
eh). So we get there, go the liquor store, and then proceeded to drink.
One
4-minute drill
later and half a
Colt 45
and I am drunk. Then we decide to get something to eat. Keep in mind
that none of us actually have eaten a full meal the entire day. So that
liquor hit us hard. Pizza finally arrived but it was too late we all in
a drunken state decided we were going to the local strip club.
The place we landed was called Topper's International Showbar. We only went because it was Titty Tuesday and that meant a $1 cover. Let's just say this place really didn't have high class women. Basically there was two sizes of boobies at this place. You either looked at these or these. Not much to choose from. While sitting there watching the ladies do there stuff I couldn't help but wonder how people get turned on by this. Then I forgot all about deep thoughts when boobs are right up in your face. Definitely an experience I will cherish. Thanks Strap for taking me.

I finally got my new
It has been an interesting past couple of days to say the least. I
finally got cable a day ago. It sure does beat staring at the fly
strips I have hanging around the room. When I moved into this place, I
saw a couple of flies round the room and didn't think too much of it.
Then a few days ago I there seemed to more than just a handful. Now I
have some of those fly strips hanging from the windows. Some of them
have as many as 10 flies on them. My place is turning ghetto fast.