Not that I’d ever presume to speak for the dead—who have an ontological authenticity all their own—but were it me, I’d give some serious thought to grabbing a fistful of dollar bills and haunting some high class strip club.
Either that, or an all-you-can-eat buffet. But then, I’m really kinda shallow that way.
Stop thinkin and get moving….meet you at the Diamond Cabaret in 30.
Maybe later we can stop by the Golden Corral.
And who knows? There may be a famous high class stripper, recently dead, haunting it too.
Are there any hot dead chicks around? ‘Cause if there is I’m gonna score some ganja and commit some necrophelia. “cause when your dead, they can’t arrest ya.
I’m declaring victory and leaving!
One time in Richmond I went to a strip club that had a buffet. Wasn’t exactly high-class. Almost chewed my own thumb off trying to eat a chicken leg.
Only Anna Nicole Smith, but I think she’s waiting on J. Marshall again right about now…
Come on Goldstein, you know as well as anyone that the best all-you-can buffets are found at high class strip clubs!
Just be real still and hope no one notices .
There’s no silicon in heaven.
May be a pierced labia here and there though.
TW: filled72 virgins?
I get the strip clubs. I will never get the all-you-can-eat buffets. Disgusting. Why not just hook your head up to a feed bucket? It’s more convenient.
I don’t get the strip clubs. You aren’t leaving with one of the girls. Why pay to torture yourself?
Beats being waterboarded, or so I’m told.
I rented this movie once cause I thought the title sounded way cool. One of the slower paced, more meandering flicks I ever tried to sit through. I do not reccomend it.
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I never get propositioned like this.
Is it because I’m fat?
No ….. it’s ‘cause you’re sticky .
What I want to know is, why did you write
?
probably was going with the Andy thing at first and then, you know, realized he had thrown in “ontological” and amended the title to reflect the philosophical implications of being in Denver, dead. And also boobies are involved.
Hmmmm.
@ Jeff
Jeff my man. Were I dead I wouldn’t be **in** Denver.
That’s the way to unravel that Gordian knot you’ve gotten yourself into.
Was it the Replacements who said, “Don’t make me yawn/Paste-eating moron”?
Casa Bonita!
“May be a pierced labia here and there though.”
Damn Romans can’t hit the broad side of a barn, so to speak. Does Amanda know about this?
Dunno. But I’m pretty sure it wasn’t Harry Truman who said, “If you don’t like what we got, don’t @#$!!ing come in here.”
…vote the straight Democratic ticket, of course.
I can’t believe I’m the first one to say that…