no pants tuesday (NPT) and jumbo’s clown room
my sister, pauline, and her aussie boyfriend, damien, flew in last night after flight delays, ruined luggage (his) and lost luggage (hers.) ivy, allen and grant came over to welcome them and grant made his famous larry & curly jitos to ensure a good NPT was had by all. we then made our way to jumbo’s and can you believe that this titty bar is fresh out of titties?! no joke. it’s just girls writhing away in their bikinis - WTF mate?!
there was one girl, iris, who actually worker her acrobatics on the pole and GOD DAMN she was good. if you’re in the LA area, go cheer her on at the pole dancing competition here on the 11th - we will be unable to show our support as we will be in San Diego.
i have not been to jumbo’s in 4 years - since ixel’s going away party which coincidentally was the last time i saw grant. (and ps - i’m pretty sure he was wearing the exact same outfit that night, if it matters, which elicited many ooooo’s and ahhh’s because, and i quote, damn he is ripped for a 64 year old! also, his new nickname is stripper tipper - thanks ivy.)
we walked home, brad decided he needed to walk ivy to her car but as he could barely walk, stripper tipper did the honors. we got home and pauline, damien and i polished off the remainder of the larry curly jitos while the stupid snoring machine did what he does best in bed. damien and pauline then thought it’d be fun to try on some wigs and have a photo shoot…
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don’t get drunk and pass out. that’s all i’m saying.
(ps baby, i love you. don’t hate. just don’t let us kick you when you’re down next time.)
July 11th, 2008 at 3:27 am
not only did he not remember coming home, but i found his wallet on the floor of the bathroom the next morning. oh what a night.