I am so lame......
Hello, Angels!
Well, the last few weeks have been filled with more doom and gloom and tragedy then even an existentialist such as myself can handle. Sure there were a few nights where I was able to indulge in my four favorite food groups: Booze, Broads, Bullets and Zombies (like that one night when Polar Bob, Andy, Stephanie and I went to see Resident Evil; that rocked because Stephanie looks like Jill Valentine and we made out afterwards!)
Heres a recap so you can see how things went down hill fast.... Last week was just plane tragic. The week before last I pretty much got my ass kicked at every turn; things were so damn stressful you knew something bad was going to happen. Things were a little better the week before that; I was in Atlanta, where I spent ninety percent of my money on loose women and booze (the other ten percent I wasted.) And the week before that I was in Las Vegas where I discovered my new favorite past times: Womens Mud Wrestling and Bikini Bull Riding.
But all that bad stuff is in the past now and Im bored (I would have added horny but I think that by now you all know thats a given). So, to get me back into the practice of saving the world before my big Asia trip, I went and booked one of those Passion Parties at Stately Brianjames Manor. I really dont know why I do this stuff, but at least this time my escapades dont involve well oiled midgets and performing circus bears. For those of you who dont know, a Passion Party is a sex toy demonstration. For those of you who do know; yes, Im already giddy like a school (so I might need a moment alone with Andy later tonight).
Anyhoo, its going to be at my place Monday October 11th at 7:00 (yes, thats this Monday). I was told to have light refreshments, but this is me and I never do anything light. So expect martinis and lobster and maybe some cut up carrots. Hosting the Passion Party is one of the hottest girls I know. You may know her as the bartender from a bar in Philly. Or you may know her as one of the hottest bartenders in Philly according to Philly2night.com. Or you may not know her at all, which means youre someone that I dont really "know" other than through me annoying you with instant messages or email and you probably wish that I would stop sending you this kind of stuff.
Its no fun coming alone, (insert your own sexual innuendo or pun here) so feel free to bring some friends. Try and let me know if youre going to make it so that I know what to wear (how many people show up has nothing to do with what I wear but that sentence just seemed lame on its own). I got the brochures today and theres all kinds of games and prizes, but dont get too excited because I plan on stealing anything good before anyone arrives.
Your pal,
Brianjames
Hello, Angels!
Well, the last few weeks have been filled with more doom and gloom and tragedy then even an existentialist such as myself can handle. Sure there were a few nights where I was able to indulge in my four favorite food groups: Booze, Broads, Bullets and Zombies (like that one night when Polar Bob, Andy, Stephanie and I went to see Resident Evil; that rocked because Stephanie looks like Jill Valentine and we made out afterwards!)
Heres a recap so you can see how things went down hill fast.... Last week was just plane tragic. The week before last I pretty much got my ass kicked at every turn; things were so damn stressful you knew something bad was going to happen. Things were a little better the week before that; I was in Atlanta, where I spent ninety percent of my money on loose women and booze (the other ten percent I wasted.) And the week before that I was in Las Vegas where I discovered my new favorite past times: Womens Mud Wrestling and Bikini Bull Riding.
But all that bad stuff is in the past now and Im bored (I would have added horny but I think that by now you all know thats a given). So, to get me back into the practice of saving the world before my big Asia trip, I went and booked one of those Passion Parties at Stately Brianjames Manor. I really dont know why I do this stuff, but at least this time my escapades dont involve well oiled midgets and performing circus bears. For those of you who dont know, a Passion Party is a sex toy demonstration. For those of you who do know; yes, Im already giddy like a school (so I might need a moment alone with Andy later tonight).
Anyhoo, its going to be at my place Monday October 11th at 7:00 (yes, thats this Monday). I was told to have light refreshments, but this is me and I never do anything light. So expect martinis and lobster and maybe some cut up carrots. Hosting the Passion Party is one of the hottest girls I know. You may know her as the bartender from a bar in Philly. Or you may know her as one of the hottest bartenders in Philly according to Philly2night.com. Or you may not know her at all, which means youre someone that I dont really "know" other than through me annoying you with instant messages or email and you probably wish that I would stop sending you this kind of stuff.
Its no fun coming alone, (insert your own sexual innuendo or pun here) so feel free to bring some friends. Try and let me know if youre going to make it so that I know what to wear (how many people show up has nothing to do with what I wear but that sentence just seemed lame on its own). I got the brochures today and theres all kinds of games and prizes, but dont get too excited because I plan on stealing anything good before anyone arrives.
Your pal,
Brianjames
Hmm, interesting past couple of weeks... haha