Return Of The Badonkablogger
Sweet jesus. Nothing like going to the DMC on someone else's tab. I do some work for the guy who owns the building next to there. He's going with a bunch of his boys and I got invited because I ran into him. Getting a VIP pass there isn't too difficult. I have one, but the difference between him and I though is he gets real VIP treatment. He'll probably drop 20k there on Saturday, fortunately he can afford to do that. All rules are off when he goes there.
I guess that means no boating this weekend. It looks like it might be shitty anyhow.
I haven't been there in a while. Last time I was there was scouting for a friends bachelor party. Most of the girls there will do a 2 or 3 girl show for the right price. That was back in November I think? I don't know why I don't get there more often, it's one of those places that I just don't think about.
One question I always think about is why strippers feel the need to get bad tattoos? If you're going to ink your body for the rest of your life, spend the damn money and get someone worthwhile to do it. Same thing goes for implants. Don't go for the bargain $2000 job. It feels like Friday, probably because I started hitting the Stoli in my drawer already. I wonder what HR would think if they came into my office and caught me drinking Stoli in the office. They have no argument if I go out to lunch and have a few cocktails with a client, but for some reason I think it's frowned upon to have one here at work. I bet if you went into most of the offices you'd find a stash of alcohol, or probably worse. Everyone has their vice, I just hapeen to have about ten of them.