A long while back, I was in LA and there may or may not have been a quest.
A quest to find man thongs. Specifically a metallic silver one. I would have liked to see a red metallic one, but regardless. I was reminded of this quest this evening and few quotes in conjunction with said memory...
Before heading out on the quest...
"I need to get cash, I don't want this showing up on my debit card. 30 bucks won't take me too far"
"Were you planning on buying more than one thong?"
"I don't intend to buy anything more, but I'm with my dear friend Morgan, who convinces me to buy things I do not need"
(Which, by the way, I did. We both walked out with two forms of massage oil and a few joke gifts)
Upon our first shop stop...
"This looks like a classy joint"
"I don't think sex shop and classy are synonymous terms."
And as this special friend was postulating about a recent experience with a young man who we may or may not have gone to school with...
"I know you have a penis. I'm not impressed"
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