surprise party for me at a Mexican bar and grill. We had a lovely dinner which was followed up by a celebration in the bar.I vividly remember looking over toward the door and seeing a young female police officer walking towards me as I was sipping my frozen strawberry margarita. Oh Shit! I was trying to remember if there was anything illegal still in my car.
So the next 20 minutes is burned in my memory forever. The trashy music started and she handcuffed me to a chair. The cheers from the crowd commenced while she took off nearly all her clothing. So there I am, a young gay man confused about who I was sexually and surrounded by friends and family who were even more confused. Booby trapped, if you will.
Reminiscing over that experience reminds me that I am WAY overdue for a proper male version. Send Milo to show me his hard drive and mow my lawn!!
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oh my! I think these pictures have made me dyslexic or something.
I read this post as:
"The trashy music started... handcuffed me to a chair. The cheers from the crowd commenced ....took off nearly all ....clothing.
So there I am, a young gay man
.... sexually....surrounded..."
show me his hard drive and mow my lawn"
Just bad writing.
He can clean my gutters too.
But can he get round your U-bend?
oh no, your writing is fine...more please.
Heck, he can dirty my gutters.
I vaguely remember a similar incident myself, sans handcuffs.
Oh the awful memory of it all..
MJ said...
But can he get round your U-bend?
Good Lord I hope so. It's more of a J-bend nowadays so he should have no trouble.
jason said...
oh no, your writing is fine...more please.
Heck, he can dirty my gutters.
I'm seeing a film to premier at the Joy Theater, Jason's Dirty Gutters. Is the Joy still around?
Princess said...
I vaguely remember a similar incident myself, sans handcuffs.
Oh the awful memory of it all.
It was truly awkward. My mother was there too which didn't help.
No, alas the Joy is not around anymore.
btw:
http://www.nomorejoy.com/
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