Wow, talk about an eventful weekend full of me making out with Gay boys, getting groped by fat butch dyke Lesbians, and then getting humongous fake tits rubbed in my face at a strip club over in Sauget IL. God Bless America
Ok, so my best bud who I've known since I was 19 came to St. Louis for a visit, and he invited some of his best buds from Kentucky to join us. What a wonderful group of guys, the salts of the earth.
Saturday afternoon, after failing miserably at trying to attend the Obama Rally down town, we all went to the St. Louis City Museum which is nothing but a huge death trap for children. Why the hell would a parent allow their small kids to go there is beyond me? That place is a fatal accident waiting to happen. If you've ever been there then you know exactly what I mean. The huge artsy Jungle-Jim outside is at least 8 stories high filled with kids ranging from 3 to teenagers. I was scared to death of falling because if I did, my death would have been instant once I hit the ground. None the less it was a great time filled with great people, so the experiences were worth all the bruises I obtained from climbing that damn Jungle-Jim.
After the City Museum, we headed over to the Central West End area for coffee and people watching. God I love that area, Hawaiian Honey and I used to go to Drunken Fish together and have sushi and Saki. Once the gang and I finished people watching, we decided to go back to our respective places and take naps to get ready for the Night Life. Of course I wasn't in the sleeping mood, so I decided to see 2 clients and make a little extra cash for the clubs that night. 10:30pm quickly rolled around and I showered and got all dolled up for my night out on the town with my gay boys.
We started the night out at Novaks again until they closed at 3:00a.m, then we headed over to the East Side to Pops for some gold ole White trash fun. God we had a blast at Pops. There was this cool Rock band there playing all the great 80's rock music, and they were FUCKING Awesome. I think I paid for one drink and the rest of the night was sponsored by random toothless white men with mullets. Then I slow danced with some butch lesbian as she molested me at the same time. I must have gotten a dozen guys hit on me, and little did they know that I was a hooker. I really didn't feel too out of place though because all of the East side is filled with nothing but Hookers.
After we left pops it was around 6:30 and we headed over to Penthouse Gentleman's club for some tits and ass. Those girls LOVED my Captain-save-a-ho friends because we were the only ones sitting at the stage with cash. I must have gotten at least 3 lap dances and an offer to take me home by some blonde haired stripper named Cassie. Of course I declined because I had my gay boys with me, and besides, I probably didn't have enough cash on me anyway to pay her later. I would have definitely taken her up on her offer if I was there alone.
We ended up leaving after the place closed and kind of stumbled around on the parking lot. It was then 7am and my ass had enough partying and was ready get back home. It was a great night though, exploring new territories and meeting new and interesting people at the same time.
Now it's Monday, and Im back on the grind....
I so need to go to the Gym to work off all the food and alcohol I consumed over the weekend. I think I may fast the rest of the week!
Anorexia here I come.....
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