BOYZTOWN, BITCHES!!!!
WHAT A NITE!!!
Last night, I made a trip up to Boystown to party at Cocktail on Roscoe and Halsted. Let it be known that I love me some gay boys. Let it be known that gay boys love me. Let it be known that girls like me are called fag hags. (I just found that out, and I thought it was funny.)
Legal name change to Fag Hag Mendez, what? WHO SAID THAT?!
I walked into Cocktail, took one look around, and have never been more sad in my life. All the boys there were FRACKIN lookers, (lookers, not hookers...well ya can't rule out the hooker part, so I don't know) N-E-way, we were standing there on our 2nd pitcher of Vodka Lemonade when the most gorgeous shirtless creature approached us and started gyrating. I could not hold back, my hands were on his abs faster than I could say "I wish you weren't gay!" I coulda washed something on that stomach. He had no complaints, he let himself be groped like a good looker (or hooker) should.
After 4 lemon drop shots and our 3rd pitcher of Vodka Cranberry, my gay little washboard stomach boyfriend got up on the little stage and started shedding clothing. You better believe I was a-hootin-and-a-hollerin'. Talking about, "TAKE IT OFFFFFFFF!" Gus, being the genius that he is, suggested that I go stuff a dollar somewhere on him and I jumped up outta my seat. 3 seconds later, I am gyrating beside my washboard boyfriend. Gus and Joe have pics....incriminating pics. Gay boys LOVE the straight girls, especially fag hags, like myself.
On an even MORE POSITIVE NOTE, my sister-in-law Nicki sent me this:
"Haley went to see her Cardiologist today and he said she looks pretty good still, so that means he wants to try to wait a year for surgery. Hopefully Haley's body and the heart medicine will allow it. Say prayers for her...."
My baby is a tough baby!!! Pray for her anyway, though, that would be the nicest thing you could do for Mendezistan! While we are praying, say a couple of prayers for the leaders of Mendezistan, especially Papa Mendez, who have not been feeling well. Grazie, dear readers.
No QOTD today, so sorry to disappoint. You aren't as witty as you used to be. I don't know if I can be in this relationship any longer....(**runs away in tears**)
YAY!!! Mikey saved us!! Had to come back and edit, but here's your
QOTD
"Sorry I'm having a conversation with myself."
-Mikey- (He really meant it too!)
Last night, I made a trip up to Boystown to party at Cocktail on Roscoe and Halsted. Let it be known that I love me some gay boys. Let it be known that gay boys love me. Let it be known that girls like me are called fag hags. (I just found that out, and I thought it was funny.)
Legal name change to Fag Hag Mendez, what? WHO SAID THAT?!
I walked into Cocktail, took one look around, and have never been more sad in my life. All the boys there were FRACKIN lookers, (lookers, not hookers...well ya can't rule out the hooker part, so I don't know) N-E-way, we were standing there on our 2nd pitcher of Vodka Lemonade when the most gorgeous shirtless creature approached us and started gyrating. I could not hold back, my hands were on his abs faster than I could say "I wish you weren't gay!" I coulda washed something on that stomach. He had no complaints, he let himself be groped like a good looker (or hooker) should.
After 4 lemon drop shots and our 3rd pitcher of Vodka Cranberry, my gay little washboard stomach boyfriend got up on the little stage and started shedding clothing. You better believe I was a-hootin-and-a-hollerin'. Talking about, "TAKE IT OFFFFFFFF!" Gus, being the genius that he is, suggested that I go stuff a dollar somewhere on him and I jumped up outta my seat. 3 seconds later, I am gyrating beside my washboard boyfriend. Gus and Joe have pics....incriminating pics. Gay boys LOVE the straight girls, especially fag hags, like myself.
On an even MORE POSITIVE NOTE, my sister-in-law Nicki sent me this:
"Haley went to see her Cardiologist today and he said she looks pretty good still, so that means he wants to try to wait a year for surgery. Hopefully Haley's body and the heart medicine will allow it. Say prayers for her...."
My baby is a tough baby!!! Pray for her anyway, though, that would be the nicest thing you could do for Mendezistan! While we are praying, say a couple of prayers for the leaders of Mendezistan, especially Papa Mendez, who have not been feeling well. Grazie, dear readers.
No QOTD today, so sorry to disappoint. You aren't as witty as you used to be. I don't know if I can be in this relationship any longer....(**runs away in tears**)
YAY!!! Mikey saved us!! Had to come back and edit, but here's your
QOTD
"Sorry I'm having a conversation with myself."
-Mikey- (He really meant it too!)
posted by LoveisLife4Nen at 11:39 PM
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