I Had The Only Real Boobs In The Place

Really, I did. Granted, they're small, but they're real.

This past week, I accompanied Edgar to his boss' birthday party.

The boss was a trip and a half, man. What makes him so trippy?
Well, he had 6 of his ex-girlfriends there, and put two of them to work as bartenders. That, my friends, deserves an "LOL" as the kids like to say these days.

Anyway, as I looked around, I saw asses that had to have been forklifted into dresses and boobs that were carelessly...or, rather, purposely hanging out of tops. I realized that I had sauntered into "gold-digger" county. I now understand Mr. West. Completely. I mean, you should have seen the ears and boobs perk up when it was announced that one of the men there was a lawyer.

The party was fun, though, even if we were stuck listening to the musical stylings of KISS.

I realized tonight how much I missed my pal Jeremy at work. We all hung out tonight and I haven't laughed that hard in so long. He even let me take a picture of him with his pants down. I'll consider posting it up later, depending on how many of you approve of that in the comment section.

QOTD
"Hurry- mom's killin' us with her jokes."
-Cindy-

"I'm way better at thrusting."
-Jeremy-