[rageotones]

part 18

so we're at crazy horse too, and let me tell you something, those places roll over faster than....well, something fast happening.

seriously, i was there a few years ago, and there were hot girls everywhere. the place was packed, and it seemed like there were 3 girls for every 4 guys, 90% of them being hot.

well, not this time. it was a lot more run down, hot girls were few and far between, and we were getting all the attention...ship it.

before we can make it up to the bar, i've had to refuse 2 dances.

for the record, i've gone from feeling kinda crappy the whole day to feeling like pimp superfly. maybe the patron helped out.

while we're waiting for our drinks, another girl comes up, and asks if i want a dance. i do the best thing.... and lie about why i don't want one at the moment. but, instead of just accepting it, she stares into my sould and makes the right read. i totally cave and i'm like, "ok, i just don't want one from you," b/c she's already making me feel like an ass anyway for the b/s excuses. oh well...we got that cleared up.

so we go take our seats at the stage(MB, HF, and i...GFOSC is still at the bar), and get some one'dos. we have our drinks, and within a minute or two, i'm having a girl bury my head in her goodies. i love this place.

HF is getting drunk at this point, and he tends to get a little "abrasive" when he's been drinking. everyone is having fun, but he thinks it'd be fun to wad up a buck, and throw it at the girl on the stage. she throws it back at him like a champ, and i give her a few extra bucks for putting up with him.

he continues to be a jerk, and while it seems that this is going to get us into trouble, it ends up working out for a little good cop bad cop for later.

anyway, i'm drinking a beer, and one of the waitresses comes by(78 or so) to take away some empties. she goes to grab my bottle, and i quickly correct her.

"can i take this?"

"no thanks, i'm still working on it," i reply.

"well what can i take around here?"

"you can take anything else you want sweetheart."

"how about you home with me?" and she slyly walks away before i realize what just happened.

i do a double take, think "SHIP IT!"(i use this line way too much in day to day life...mostly in my head or to myself), and quickly tell my buddies what just happened.

they, of course, make nothing of it. i, however, was pretty pumped about the ordeal. she was definitely pretty cute.

so i'm unnecessarily feeling like a badass, and go to take a piss. on the way, i notice that GFOSC is no where to be found, and i have a quick laugh quietly to myself. on the way back, i see two girls sitting in chairs kind of behind us just chatting it up. one is the girl who had the dollar thrown at her by HF, and the other is this hot girl IMO. she's like a 99 in my state. not your typical 99 like supermodel, but my 99. she's really slender, nothing fake about her, dark tan, and really pretty smile. just one of those girls that really does it for me (i'd say she's definitely an 88 on average if you polled the audience).