"Sign up today for no annual fee!" shouted the guy in front of Waldbaums. "Low APR VISA!"
I didn't give him a second glance and strode right by him.
"Excuse me sir, can you do me a favor?" said a girl inside the store. I couldn't help but give her a second (and third) glance. She was standing behind a desk full of forms.
"Every girl has thought about either being a lesbian or being a stripper or hooker, you know."
The guys around the table blinked. Geng smirked and looked at her sideways. "Ho ho yea?"
"Yea, totally."
It's time for the Victoria's Secret Spring Slumber Party again. Oh yea. I love this party. The ladies get together for a whole day and show each other their new clothes. Then they take lots of photos and mail them out to friends.
If you look through these photos, you'll see their story unfold. It's like a picture book, only better.
Zach looked down the waitress' dress as she bent over to refill his beer. "Nice, thanks babe." She smiled and brushed back a lock of hair before walking away.
"That was obnoxious. How the hell to you get away with bullshit like that?" asked Kyle. He shook his head and tossed down a gulp of beer.
Michelle gave a mighty shriek as she threw her punch, knuckles pale from her tensed muscles. It landed squarely onto Carla's chest, sending her staggering back—just enough for Michelle to follow up with a firm side kick that toppled her opponent.
I watch Sex And The City and am proud of it, dammit.
Some may think that show kinda foo-foo. "Lots of touchy-feely female stuff going on in there," they say. "That show is all about women, made for women," they say.
But who exactly are "they"? And have "they" ever actually watched the show? Are "they" the same people who watch Oz and say, "Now there's a real show about men, made for men, despite the numerous anal rape scenes in the shower by prison inmates"?
"I'll do it, man. Just watch me."
"No way! You ain't gonna do it!"
"Just watch me."
"I'll bet you ten bucks you ain't gonna do it!"
"You're on!"
It's the beginning of the new millennium and I just got my first kiss. Hot damn!
And I only met her that night.
"Do you know when a girl fakes an orgasm?"
This week's ramble begins a new series where I will answer a question of yours to the best of my ability.
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Weekly random rambles, musings & writings of Mike Lee in San Francisco, CA