I have zero recollection of these shoes. Also I would hope that turnover of everything in a sex shop is high.
Unless you're into that. Cough, cough. That cough was meant to indicate that you're into golden showers. I apologize if that wasn't clear, but it really should have been.
Frankly, I'd be a bit taken aback if you remembered a pair of shoes, out of all of the things there are to recall in a sex shop. I need to go back on the same day and time though because I want to see my little squirrel-tail friend again. Edited to add: Nom, I would like to know what dildo shoes you were referring to in your rep.
Now that I think, I remember the shoes you're talking about, but you also picked up a pair that had a curved heel. I think we speculated (correctly, probably), that the heel could be used anally or vaginally. I said something about them being a birthday gift, but I decided to just go halfsies on the one dubya got you.
Alright, I've heard the name tossed around here enough. It's time for me to broaden my horizons: Spoiler
Ohh right. That gift was worse than having my wallet stolen on my birthday. I understand now why everyone feels as they do on Fridays. This was my first full week of work outside of my apartment since summer 2010. I don't know whether to drink until I pass out or just pass out without the aid of alcohol.
Really, guys. Margaritas are so simple. Three ingredients. You deserve better than Jose Cuervo's ass piss mix. Even if you killed an elderly person for looking at you funny, you deserve better. That shit will kill you. I imagine hell is a stocked bar of pre-made mixes and watered down liquors. For the $4 it costs to buy that mix, just go buy as much real lime juice a you can. Everyone over pours that crap anyway. 2 ounces tequila, 1 ounce lime, 1 ounce triple sec, splash of simple or agave syrup or a sprinkle of sugar. Shake with ice. That's it. 30 seconds out of your life. Re: Parrot Bay. I throw that into rum and cokes with lime. Holy shit. There is also a 90 proof version out there.
So, Fernanthonies, did you post it twice to convince yourself the shit booze wasn't yours, or to convince yourself you had a girlfriend?
Got served a subpoena last night to appear before the Georgia Dept of Labor today at noon. I was scared shitless. Was I getting sued? Something worse? I've never been served before. No. I had missed last quarter's filing and owed $60 in fines. FUCK OFF. Not a single phone call, email, or letter? If I had been out of town and missed that appearance I'd be found in contempt of court and have a warrant out for me. That's some egotistical bullshit. But then again, I'll never miss a filing from here on out.
I'm not a shoe expert by any stretch of the imagination, but I don't think you can classify a stiletto pointed toe heel as ever being close to a mary jane. I assume you mean this shoe. Although somewhat nice (I hate ultra pointed heels though), a classic mary jane is leaps and bounds sexier.
The guy who lived above me moved a unit over, and the loud bitch (host of the party that spawned the drunken guitar serenader at midnight) from across the hallway is now above me. Judging from the noise above me, she either owns an unruly velociraptor, or she needs to call Jenny fucking Craig. WHUMP WHUMP WHUMP. Moments later....WHUMP WHUMP all the way across the fucking floor. Remember folks, when you have the choice between hearing people above you and walking up a flight of stairs every time you come home, choose the latter. Or just get a well-paying job so you can live in a nicer home. Edit: Anyone else getting syntax errors when they try to post?
Or if you want, and I have been told by many (including my manager who worked at a mexican restaurant for ten years) that I make the best margaritas, do the following: 2.5 ounces tequila 1 ounce lime juice 1 ounce cuantro (which is midshelf orange liquer, Lillet being top shelf) .5 ounces Sour Mix Works well with either salt, no salt, rocks, etc. You can add a splash of simple syrup if you want, but if you use decent tequila, then you shouldn't need it.