Ok - I could tell you all about the two lipstick lesbians who took me
home last night, but you wouldn't believe anyway (well rookie might) and
plus its not "all about me" so here you go.

So barbie, rookie and myself met on the rock and climbed vector/ side
entry and between. I picked up barbie an non - fighter pilot harness
(they are soo hard to find) but was pissed they didn't have one in
pink. My trip up the driveway I see a truck coming down (I must be a
magnet) with a kind of cute girl in it - this is my chance - maybe shes
father times grandaughter or daughter - I was ready to do it for the
team and get us front row parking but the lasoo didn't fit around the
pickup - chased her for 100 ft and fell. Lynn please help me track this
girl down so I can get into the will and hopefully some day own a piece
of the small cliff. Barbie changed in lynns room (tried on a couple of
hip outfits) and then put on some climbing clothes.
Quick setup and barbie is first to arrive. I climbed straight up
first and came off once, then climbed vector to lincolns nose again
coming off once - I stuck my hand in lincolns nose and also humped
lincolns nose using every part of my anatomy to reach the beaners - what
a trooper. barbie took the hard route up (nice) and then stopped on the
ledge to wash some windows, further up showing off a new move he can
teach figure 4 called the barbie barn door pirouette. What do you call
someone with no hands, no feet on a rock - "BARBIE" Second climb was
vector (big bushy crack) to almost lincolns nose - flop flop. Rookie
kicked it up a notch taking the moderate route up as barb and I "
cheered " him on. "come on cry baby soup girl you can make it".
Rookie was afraid of the bush. The bush is on. I stuck my hand in the
bush to remove any bees for rookie, and barbie hid in the bush. We
"convinced" rookie to do one last climb as it was getting dark and I was
at the top ready to dismantle. We lost the leatherman, but thanks to
the chinese psychic, and some metal rods.... we found it levitating at
our belay station next to a new pile of rocks B.W. Barbie and rookie
were both bloody - good effort.
Ruby tuesdays - drinks - food - no charity cases to abuse. The
waitress tries to get me drunk (can I have some club soda with that??)
Some morbid talk out of rookie - soul coughing. rookie "bet you a
dollar charity isnt here!" - I took the bet and of course won as she is
in colorodo - sucker
Rookie and I headed to S&S again (via springfield no doubt), and
suprizingly we were not attacked at the door. Hey rookie - bet you a
dollar No Show (claudine) is here - He wouldnt bite but what do you know
- she made an appearance (accidental tourist style). So superlove is
playing with our friend Geoff on the drums. Denise who wanted to take a
bath with me in the flaming tub upstairs was the lead singer, but I
think she is a "softball" player. She one upped me with "I wish you
were a dog and I was a tree so you can pee on meeeeee!!! No im not
joking... And yes I did pee on her as requested. Some more quotes to
live by NS "where did you get that scar on your nose?" Bastard "I used
to pick it with my thumb" NS - spitting out drink. NS "So what do you
do on a weekend blind date?" PM "I usually rope them up, drag them
behind the xterra, give them an anal probe and finish wih a strawberry
milk shake at friendly's" These two "girls" are starring at me and it
can't be good! Where's the microphone tonight, as im sure I said
something ever soooo slightly non PC. They were smiling but in that
develish evil way im so accustomed to. "this girl tried to kill
me!....." I ignored them if you can believe that. Ok im sobering up
from the free drinks dawn the flashing bartender gave me - oh did I
mention that there were 2 other flashings last night - partial NS and a
cringing softball style shirt "adjustment". NS gets burned and I get
wet. NS wants to hook me up with JLS (jessica lawyer SLUT) but I
decline.
Nothing against lipstick lesbians but its the size 40 wide ass jeans
wearing, short red steel wool hair, chick, with the flailing tatooed
elbows and fish bowl hat - trying to act like she's "cute" that makes me
want to projectile on command titanic style knocking everyone out of the
bar, into the street hopefully with oncoming traffic (1$ please). The
evening ended with me and NS in the flaming tub upstairs and of course
we got kicked out.

bastard - rating - just one tub with flames on the side full to the brim
- with "softball" players inside - flailing about, and splashing
around. IM SIK, and may seek mental help today.