a night on the town...
Well...inspired by another person having a night on the town right now
Last night a buddy of mine Nick and I went out to the big city....a city of about 5000 people.
That is huge around here. We both concluded it as being a successful night...laying the ground work.
It started out at the oldest pub in town, been open since the late 1800's, with some chick talking about slitting my neck. 
I didn't do crap to her. She was kinda mumbling to me and I didn't hear what she said. Later she came over and starting rubbing herself on my buddy and I. She told me she wanted to dance with me...there was no dancing going on and....
....I just kinda left the area and later told my buddy that the slit your neck statement was a deal breaker. She was kinda cute. My buddy and I were speculating of how beautiful she would be if she brushed her teeth in the last week or so, put on a nice dress, and maybe a touch of make up and maybe some contacts. 
...she would have been smoking. ...she was a short little red-head with a nice rack disguised by her sweatshirt.We left that place to go to another place. There a woman I recognized from poker came over and we started talking. He had another poker lady player with her and another friend. We all chatted for some time until they moved to the next bar...telling us to come with them. Well, we were heading that way anyway. Don't make any mistakes, not really our types. But, we went to the next bar and we just walked by them.
...we didn't think they noticed us. ....naw...they did. The non-poker player lady came over and asked why we didn't go by them. 
...I said there were no seats over there and we were going to go over there. 
She didn't buy it. She started rubbing up to my buddy...while two 20 something chicks sat to my left. I started chatting with them. One of them recognized me...and they shared a sip of their drink with me. Success! Laying some ground work. Anyway, my buddy and I decided to go back to the bar where the psycho woman was at. Well...the one that was rubbing up to my buddy wanted to go with us. All the time, my buddy was giving me that look like...please rescue me.
What could I do? I told her, sure...you can come with. I got all the pigs and shit out of the back of my car. The moral of the story...it is nice when women approach men. More women should do that. :)
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Well, it goes like this:
He was such a flirt in a small remote town, he romanced every lady in that little town. And when he died, his wives requested that they remove his thingy and stick it up his own rear.. since that was the only opening he had never been in before.
untrue story, go ahead and wikipeedialite it
Hmm, let me check Airplane departure times from here, and I'll let you know when I can get there. Now, don't start without me.
I know the "Gotta Run" time. Yup, eating prunes to keep regular can do that to people.
Have a good night Johnny.