Mig, Rog, Vero, and Little J came into town yesterday to spend the weekend in San Diego. While Vero and Little J caught up on some sleep, the gays decided to hit the town last night. Well, it wasn't all "shablam" as you may think. We stopped at Flicks first – which turned out to be lackluster. It seems everyone was trying to get into Rich's instead. Even with those In The Pix VIP things that get you front of the line privileges, you still had to wait. No thanks. We ended up at PECS on University... which turned out to be much more exciting. Not to mention the drinks were hell of a lot better. A few cocktails later, everyone turned into a loose whore... just kidding, it was only me. And I was designated driver! But I blame my whoriness on my mustard hanky.
Rog is so damn masculine with that Virginia Slim's wannabe of a cigarette in his mouth.
Woods and I pre-drunkeness in the patio of that manly bar PECS.
Kiss kiss from Mig and Whips.
According to Mig & Rog, that little white thing in the corner looked like a tampon... so this pic is set up to look like I shot a tampon out of my ass... yeah, yeah I know... you are probably thinking "it wouldn't be the first time you shot something out of your ass!" Hardy har har bitches. OK, so it's probably true. ;-)
See! Anytime I flag one of my hankies, I meet the most interesting people! This gent was celebrating his birthday last night. His curiosity got the best of him so he asked me what my hanky meant. Thank God, he didn't assume it was yellow! Well here's to you Bobby, Happy Birthday Buddy! Oy, I hope it was Bobby... I'm terrible with names.
There are no words to describe this picture.
Kisses from Rog and Whip... well I'm offering open mouth kisses, as usual.
No comments:
Post a Comment