Aquila
Monkey God
- Joined
- Sep 23, 2002
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As Ive stated in the past Ive been out of the dating scene for quite some time, at first because I threw myself into my career after a particularily bad experience about 3 years ago, and then because for some odd reason I was grabbed by a petite little girl with attitude unawares (Kinda like walking down the street and getting clubbed with a sledgehammer with no warning, and drug off into the dark), so I was taken.
Well now Im single again, and reminded of all the fun it was to go out and mingle, jingle and generally go back out on the market. So to that effect I journeyed north to Jacksonville Fl, and found myself at a little club by the name of FatCats, and on their fetish night no less.
My god how the whole club scene has changed in three years, I saw more lewd conduct at the club, then I had seen in some of my porn movies.. I was in heaven, or so I thought anyway.
I struck out famously, crashed and burned with the best. hell there are craters outside in the parking lot that indicate my crashes and burns. But on the same token, how many men do you know that can go to a club and by the end of the night have two women riding his shoulders and making a fool of himself on the dance floor??
Damn that just felt fucking cool.
I just thought I would share that with you.
I don't leap without looking, I dive with rocket assist.
--How did everyone elses weekends go?
Well now Im single again, and reminded of all the fun it was to go out and mingle, jingle and generally go back out on the market. So to that effect I journeyed north to Jacksonville Fl, and found myself at a little club by the name of FatCats, and on their fetish night no less.
My god how the whole club scene has changed in three years, I saw more lewd conduct at the club, then I had seen in some of my porn movies.. I was in heaven, or so I thought anyway.
I struck out famously, crashed and burned with the best. hell there are craters outside in the parking lot that indicate my crashes and burns. But on the same token, how many men do you know that can go to a club and by the end of the night have two women riding his shoulders and making a fool of himself on the dance floor??
Damn that just felt fucking cool.
I just thought I would share that with you.
I don't leap without looking, I dive with rocket assist.
--How did everyone elses weekends go?
