Quote: Originally Posted By bagchucker on 2/27/2004
Speaking of titties, I was sitting in the 2 By 6 Tuesday and a salvation army band crashed through the front door in clown suits and dyed hair and face paint, wound back around the pool table, and headed back out the door. I tried to buy them all a drink but the bartender wanted to see their IDs and out they went. Then I'm parked next to a decent looking girl with permed black hair and heavy rackage, maybe Irish, who I get a sloe gin fizz only to find out she partakes of the fairer sex. Then three young chicks blow through the door to the ladies room, and after they're done primping or whatever they do in there they stop at the bar to talk to a guy and the tall redhead gets bored with the conversation and looks right at me and flashes me her ****! I yell "do it again" about five times and she flashes the bar five more times. Long torso, no tan lines, flat tummy, brown silver dollar aureolas, but needs way too much attention. I hit on her mousy dumpy little blonde friend instead and what a sweet girl! Bagchucker scores!
Man I love life. Also bars, Mardi Gras, loose cash, Lord Calvert Canadian, and women