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[Legends of the Playground]

dude, there is no way I'm going to be allowed to photograph the slit nor the exposed meat cones, but I can try to get some seductive shots to seek your approval.

Ruffie

 

[Legends of the Playground]

Did we ever get box codes on these?

 

[scottsins]

I just know that the years are '03 for the VR's and '05 for the Cohibas.

 

[Legends of the Playground]

That isn't what I asked, was it? :boxing:

How are those Clasicos? I know where some from '99 are for a decent price.

 

[Legends of the Playground]

Well, any pics?

 

[GuyMcBeerdrinker]

no photogs. christ, I feel like a dickhead. but a dickhead that keeps the pimp hand strong.

long story short -- I walked into to common interest on anderson rd. and this chick is sitting on a dude's lap. so I didn't even acknowlege her, even when she tried to approach me.

turns out the dudes was her little brother. whoops.

I'll be back in austin in a month. hopefully I'll be able to successfully slay her p.

 

[Rutkus]

she was sitting on her little bro's lap? ewww.

 

[Quadry]

I thought that only happened in Arkansas!

 

[GuyMcBeerdrinker]

not really his lap, more like his knees. there were no more open seats/tables. it didn't last long, we got booted out of there well before closing time anyway.

 

[williegstyles]

Jorge...sorry I missed you this weeked....I kinda had my hands full with furniture.

Why did you guys get the boot before closing time?

 

[GuyMcBeerdrinker]

silly reason, really. while the chicks were on stage, my friend decided it would be funny to put on their jackets and scarves. his girlfriend told him he looked like a fag when she got off stage, that sparked a bit of an arguement between the two. the dj thought my friend was going to beat the shit out of his gf so he called the rent-a-cop. funny thing is, they -- dj and bubba the fake cop -- went over the details for a solid 45 minutes before they decided to ask my friends to leave. naturally, we got the boot too when I exclaimed, "we are the biggest group here and probably collectively running the biggest tab, way to fuck over the bartenders out of more tips. I can write a check and buy this place right now just so I can fire your ass..."

I wish it were a more riveting story but no punches were thrown, and no asses were groped. just a case of having too much loudmouth soup aka beer.