For him his blog is a window by which he lets the rest of blogdom see a selected portion of his life.
Me, it's just a venue that I let John see what's going on in my downtown Seattle house.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
I'd do her!
My friend The Locksmith, and I had a lovely weekend in Spokane.
We spent a four hour period in a parking lot, enjoying a leisurely soda.
We played a game we started sometime in puberty.
Called I'd Do Her.
The game is played by indicating various passers by, female for preference.
The challenged party declares whether he'd have sex with the indicated female.
The Locksmith is more tolerant and accepting than I.
I the slutty wastoid, declined some snarly suit wearing women.
Barely 20-somethings. Ex Big-Hair Heavy Metal Groupies.
And anything that looked over 200 pounds.
John not only accepted the challenge, he called over a couple of women, and got dates for later in the evening.
I can't stand it! Dude is either side of 400 pounds, and his score with women makes mine look like crap. I guess when you don't discriminate, you get more sex...
Saturday was worse, everyone got drunk except him, and we were all crazy. The police woman that came over was going to cite everyone, and check for warrants. He talked her out of it, and into the hot tub later that week.
After a long sleep, we went out to the food court at costco. In addition to the hot dogs, John brought home an early twenty-something, and a late thirty something, from the food court.
Honestly!!! Locksmithing Dude! I think that you've gone off the rails since your woman died.
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