For A Good Time Call..

So.. on another site, I had a sub male email me and ask me to write his number on a bathroom wall.

Ok, so like that random kind of question was odd enough.. but then..

It made me think.. (you know, it's never good when weird shit makes you remember other weird shit..)

Over Thanksgiving, while visiting my dad and little brothers, we were at this little bar in Indiana and I was lit like a candle on a birthday cake. I'm not going to share exactly how many drinks it took to get me in that condition. But, suffice it to say, I'm a cheap date.

Apparently, I was miffed cuz one of my lil brothers was a no show. I was trying to keep from pipping off to my other little brother that his booty call sitting with us was wearing pants that had stripes up the leg that reminded of my the runway stripes calling a plane in.. It was really hard to not just say that, by the by..

But.. back to my no-show brother..lol Being the spiteful girl that I am (yes, I've been whipped for being spiteful before..lol).. I wrote, "for a good time call" and then his name and digits on the freaking bar top. I just saw the photo of it in my phone because I also apparently emailed it to him while he was asleep with his new girlfriend..

In my defense, there was a lot of graffiti on the bar.. I was just paying homage to my lil bro...