Ron White!

Well i was reminded of a story that happened about a year ago, it was an interesting night....

Well, you never know what kind of trouble can find me, till you are with me. If you are unsure, hang out for about and hour or so, and something unique will always happen!

Last summer I made a trip to Fort Worth with a friend to hang out and catch some dinner with her own Captain Slapdick, Mark. Uncertain of what the night held for us we started out in downtown Cow Town. Now if you know me, I really don't ever care what I eat, as long as it is not Sea Food (the shot in the leg is not that appealing to me-- damn allergies!). After about 30 minutes of not finding a parking place we headed to the parking garage and unknowingly parked on the E Level. We started walking downtown, still uncertain of what it was that we were hungry for, but a few feet from the parking garage we decided on 8.0 (and since I am a math teacher I will use the word point in pronouncing this restaurant, it is not "Eight - O"). It would have been really nice if we had not had to wait for 30 minutes just to order drinks from Alex (Al if you will). But fair enough.... where else can you get chicken pasta salad with Italian stuff, a chicken sandwich on jalapeno bread, honey-mustard chicken plate,and enchiladas? What an eclectic mix huh? Well Al was a little slow, and it took quite a while for the food to come out, during that time we were denied refills on the beverages, but as soon as the food came out, Good Ol' Al brought out some more tea and another Dr. Pepper. I did find it endearing that Mark gently placed a napkin in Cole's lap, I told him that I was a big girl and could take care of that for myself, but it was nice to be thought of! The food was pretty good, so all in all i was pleased with the choice that was made for me; if you know me I did NOT make a decision at all! Then we were off to The Flying Saucer.... I had what she was having, a cider flavored malted beverage. I must be showing my age, because I was not asked for my ID anywhere I went that night, am I really that old?!?!? GEEZ! After we each had a beer, and $20.00 later, we were off. Now I don't know about you, but $5 a for a pint of beer is kinda pricey, thanks for that one buddy it was well worth your five bucks!!

Now earlier I mentioned that we did not notice that we parked on the E Level of the parking garage.... well we lost the car. We went to every floor of the garage, and after a few tries, finally got smart and used the alarm on the keyless entry to locate the car that was on the level below us! We are tards sometimes!

We went to a very "classy" place, Baker's Street Pub, but Mikayla, a girl that was with another guy we meet up with, was not so classy. She was wearing a silver night gown that barely covered her ass and titties. Super trashy, when she stated that all Texas boys are the same (guess she had a bad experience one time-- but I can not blame the person that gave her the bad experience, she was far from cute!!!!), and then looked around like she had a bad taste in her mouth. Maybe it was a mixture of the MGD and the shots that she was downing. What a WHORE, she didn't care for any of the people there, except maybe her own self (face it we are a fun bunch)! When we got there we were informed that the power had gone out for two hours and it emptied out, so we had the place all to ourselves, or so we thought! Just as were getting started on the beers, Ron White came in. Now I am not so sure this was Mr. White, because he used the code name "Mike", but he sure looked like him, talked like him, and well..... was just plain hilarious like him. If fact this guy was so funny he became the life of the party! He talked a lot about women, and his girls. Told stories about girls that were "still weighing", and least us not forget Mother Fucker... What? Now under normal circumstances the What would be replaced with a WOW, but in his case what was a correct change for him! This man did not ever put down his "cocktail" unless it was to light a "rocket"! What is rocket you ask............? Well that's what he called his Newport Menthol Cigs! I know I know, he says it just goes straight to the lungs, and doesn't linger. Mother Fucker WOW! Now this guy I have to admit was quite the horn dog, in just meeting us he delved into a wide variety of jokes, that hardly seemed appropriate in front of such a nice, sweet, innocent, lady like myself! (you can stop laughing I AM all of the above!!!) Ron... AKA Mike, had us all laughing so hard that Cole and I had to take a break, can you believe it, we had to excuse ourselves because our stomach muscles were aching so hard from laughing. Our get away? We went where every red-blooded American girl goes in a pack.... the restroom. We began laughing so hard that Cole's hidden talent surfaced, and soon I was laughing so hard she rubbed of on me and I let out a little snort as well. Well after our sabbatical, we were back at the bar and it was time to leave. Ron tried to make out with my friend, and then gave me what he liked to call a REAL embrace (in other words my boobies pressed firmly... very firmly... to his chest). Now I am not sure, but he might have even stolen a feel! Perv, I mean i am half his age!

It was then time for everyone to go home there was only one of us out that night that did not have to work the next day, now it is time for me to go off and take a nap, I am sure I will have more stories for you after tonight. Lolita and I are out on the town looking for some cute guys!!!