This article appears in Dec 11-17, 2008.
Too much of a good thing
Martini Monday Madams;To a self-respecting patron of a bar/restaurant, there is nothing more unappealing than a progressively drunk woman talking progressively louder to her friends. Shallow gossip, foul language and the general inability to walk a str
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Soooooooo….that’s what happened. I hope I tipped ya.
ugg I saw soem of these girls in a bar the other day…actually, it was more a restaurant that happened to serve liquor as well. aNyway, they all looked young, with far too much makeup, and were cackling away loudly, while sipping bicardi breezers in florescent colours. then one stood up. revealing her choice of ensemble for her night of drunken fun where she wouldn’t be able to stand in about another 20 minutes? was a dress so short she had to keep her hands on the hem so the spandex wouldn’t lose it’s battle with gravity and roll up around her waist.who thought any of that was a good idea?
Bahawhawhawhaw, hedgy, what a stunning visual!
You mean you don’t enjoy slurring divorceé MILF’s who have management type positions at utility companies who make too much money, wear too much rouge and wear power suits? Don’t foret the virginia slim ciggy that usually hangs out of her mouth as she becomes a smoker when she is half in the bag. Sigh – oh the observations of a gay man.
How is this a bitch? I gotta make my way down this way soon!