Thank you thank you thank you
[QUOTE=Bkmsw;6668367]I like you Stosh. Your perspective is always welcomed. I feel like we could sit at a bar and trade old war stories and it would be an incredible time.
B.[/QUOTE]I also have fellas on here that think I should sit the f back down, shut the f up and go to the back of the bus and don't squirm around or mumble! Wow sounds like me when I was driving the big blue bus and knew it was time to stop interfacing with the gen pub! Yea I loved those places! From the lingerie bars around here with the little scams of pull tickets to the actual nude clubs up on 41 near and just past the cheddar curtain. Thing is what I see on here with clubs and what I witnessed at places like scores and it has been years the women are like vultures! I mean an old stale f like myself has cash to spend and will, however sit down, talk, let's act like you are my gf at 22 and I being 71 am your sugar daddy! Those days I take it are gone. One of my fondess memories of a little joint way up on 41 was a girl comes up from behind me and I back in my 30's was wearing a button down shirt and no t shirt to be cool, slipped her hand all the way down, grabbed the little guy, shook it and then asked to join me or even go to the back room. Now got nothing of course back there, however a little of feeling her up and her me. It was like a damn date for me when you knew something might happen further down the line and fun! Stosh. And stay off of my lawn, you youngsters. Getting ready to have my melatonin and warm milk soon. Getting late sun went down already. P.S. And don't get me started on those ugly a** stripper shoes. They wore gowns, teddys, babydolls back then and yes stage clothes, however see through stuff. I am old I want to dream on.