Going down South for some lovin'.
March 26th 2007 18:00
Tony and I went on a weekend getaway together with another couple. Don't worry we had seperate rooms, so no orgies if thats what you were thinking. We headed down south for a honky tonk badonk a donk good time (I only reference that horrendous song because it was played a lot) We went to Memphis, Tn which is a short five hour drive from St. Louis.
We had a really good time, and it only reaffirmed to Tony and I that we're PERFECT together. Every hard belly laugh was from something one of us said to the other. We played, we snuggled, we talked, we in general just loved one another like we always do. It's such a sweet gift to know you have the person you are going to spend the rest of your life with RIGHT THERE NEXT TO YOU at that very moment.
We did the usual things you do in Memphis, eat, drink and be merry. It was a wonderful time, well except for Coyote Ugly. I hated that place with a passion. The obvious exploitation of the patrons of the bar in disguise of "girl power" made me want to vomit continuously. I knew I was being a piss baby when Tony of all people said "We're here, might as well have a good time" Sorry but watching a girl jerk off a bottle of beer and spraying it on crowd is not my idea of a good time. As much as I like the song Fergalicious I think it should be illegal to play that song on a loop over and over just to get your drunk patrons with boobs to dance on your bar for free, while the sausage party looks on, and whoops it up. The only thing I DID like was that this older lady, with saggy tits and huge hair was on the bar, and when people laughed, one of the girls who worked there, whose only job was to dress like a whore, and then tell people not to touch her, got up there and said "All you motherfuckers out there laughing at this fine woman, well she's got more balls than you, that's all I have to say about that you assholes" and then continued to point out the womans postive points like "A lot of us young ladies wish we had tits like this" It was an obvious lie but the woman loved it! THAT is girl power.
So that is what we did this weekend. My favorite part? After our night out on Beale St. Tony wasn't feeling to hot. He wasn't drunk, but we had eaten WAAAAY to much that night, and his stomach was killing him. He asked me to lay on his chest when we got in bed, and we kissed and snuggled and had pillow talk. He told me how much he loved me, and tht he was happy we liked each other as well as loved each other, and then whispered "We're perfect together, me and you." and I just about melted into the bed. That was better than any wild night romp of sex where chocolate dildos are involved. I'll take that anytime.
Then we busted out the chocolate dildoes and had a good time. Ok, he went to sleep, and I sat in the bathroom reading, but hey it can't always be about sex right?
We had a really good time, and it only reaffirmed to Tony and I that we're PERFECT together. Every hard belly laugh was from something one of us said to the other. We played, we snuggled, we talked, we in general just loved one another like we always do. It's such a sweet gift to know you have the person you are going to spend the rest of your life with RIGHT THERE NEXT TO YOU at that very moment.
We did the usual things you do in Memphis, eat, drink and be merry. It was a wonderful time, well except for Coyote Ugly. I hated that place with a passion. The obvious exploitation of the patrons of the bar in disguise of "girl power" made me want to vomit continuously. I knew I was being a piss baby when Tony of all people said "We're here, might as well have a good time" Sorry but watching a girl jerk off a bottle of beer and spraying it on crowd is not my idea of a good time. As much as I like the song Fergalicious I think it should be illegal to play that song on a loop over and over just to get your drunk patrons with boobs to dance on your bar for free, while the sausage party looks on, and whoops it up. The only thing I DID like was that this older lady, with saggy tits and huge hair was on the bar, and when people laughed, one of the girls who worked there, whose only job was to dress like a whore, and then tell people not to touch her, got up there and said "All you motherfuckers out there laughing at this fine woman, well she's got more balls than you, that's all I have to say about that you assholes" and then continued to point out the womans postive points like "A lot of us young ladies wish we had tits like this" It was an obvious lie but the woman loved it! THAT is girl power.
So that is what we did this weekend. My favorite part? After our night out on Beale St. Tony wasn't feeling to hot. He wasn't drunk, but we had eaten WAAAAY to much that night, and his stomach was killing him. He asked me to lay on his chest when we got in bed, and we kissed and snuggled and had pillow talk. He told me how much he loved me, and tht he was happy we liked each other as well as loved each other, and then whispered "We're perfect together, me and you." and I just about melted into the bed. That was better than any wild night romp of sex where chocolate dildos are involved. I'll take that anytime.
Then we busted out the chocolate dildoes and had a good time. Ok, he went to sleep, and I sat in the bathroom reading, but hey it can't always be about sex right?
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