So, I approach a table with a lone suited man sitting at it. Like a gentleman, he stands to greet me and we chat for a minute. Introductions are made, etc, then I notice that besides his drink, there is a glass of champange on the table. I ask him if he already has company, and he says, "Looks like she vaporized." I laugh and ask him if he would like to join me for some fun in the VIP room. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his money, takes $5 and starts to try and stick it down the FRONT of my bottoms. (He missed. I was wearing a garter belt and thigh highs; the money ended up in my garter belt.) THEN, he says, "Here's $5. Why don't you go vaporize." WTF?!?!?!![]()
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....for the second. Too bad the dickless dude can't live in stripclubs--that way he can ALWAYS play "Let's pretend I'm not wasting space in the world, and I can shoo away all the pretty girls who want me 'cause I'm THAT cool." Hahahahahahahahahah


I love how some people try to hand out "advice"!

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