I fought back the wretched face that a double shot of room temperature 151 deserves, tears dutifully forming in the corners of my eyes. I concentrated on the stylishly exposed beams of the penthouse loft I found myself occupying in the best attempt to ignore the burning sensation creeping down the back of my throat. I slammed that motor oil back like the best of them. They demanded it, so I brought it. I happen to have a talent for tolerance which always impresses the crowd. I mean, who doesn't love a girl who can hold her liquor and maintain her cool.
I flirtatioully smiled and winked at my male observers, making sure my hand suggestively slid up my bare skinned thigh. I love those kind of games, though I hardly ever admit it. I know it's mean, but I have a thing for control. I would literally eat control off the sidewalk if available, so shameless flirting isn't all that hardcore by my standards. There I was, in the heart of the swanky part of the city surrounded by men wearing Gucci jackets and $900 jeans, looking at a view that costs $5,000 a month.
I've played ball with big timers before but this time around I felt naturally comfortable mixing myself a drink with a bottle of $1,000 vodka. After consuming absurdly expensive alcohol in large quanities and driving golf balls off the rooftop deck We took it to the town in style. In red carpet fashion we solicited the VIP rooms of various clubs. I celebrated the birthday of a girl I don't even know but has a striking resemblance to Cameron Diaz. We danced, we sang, we fell over laughing, and we went home.
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A few comments of my own...
(a) people who spend money on designer clothes (especially men) either are gay or care way too much about themselves...so I don't like them, (b) Cameron Diaz is hot, (c) if I were a lesbian I'd so do her or anyone resembling her, (d) I should sign on more, but (e) I am never home.
Very very harsh. I may not have a problem with that but whatever you said about Kerry applies to Bush, and to every other politician. Speeches (by Democrats or by Republicans) are for the same purpose and are similar in style too, intended to excite their respective crowds. The notion of "cowardice" I think is a sexist term. And dont you think that you weaken your position substantially by accusing Kerry of cowardice for not staying (forever?) in Vietnam while Bush did everything in his power to avoid service altogether????
First of all, harsh is such a loaded word. If you're calling my opinion critical then you might just be right. God forbid I expect the man that wants to become my leader to deliver a decent speech in which he finally addresses the issues he's been avoiding for the past few months. As far as I knew, Kerry's intended audience was and should be his voting base and those individuals the media refers to as "swing voters". The official purpose was to accept the democratic nomination for President, an opportunity most candidates use to endorse themselves and what it is that makes them the best choice come election time.
May the heavens strike me down for not holding John Kerry in esteem for the one tour of duty he barely completed. If my records serve accurate, then many soldiers who served during Vietnam completed two, three, sometimes four tours of duty. As for Mr. Kerry's supposed injuries, I have little empathy. The man received a purple heart because he happened to go out on a mission with some rice pellets lodged in his ass. Everyone knows that when cooking rice you don't boil it with the lid on, otherwise it explodes. I could go on and on about how he put in numerous applications for various medals for things that ordinary soldiers do as part of their jobs.
I would also like to know what you mean by attaching the word cowardice to sexism. If you want to play a game of semantics then we can certainly do it, though this isn't exactly the best place for it. Oh how I love anonymous posters who only think they are anonymous. For goodness sakes people, I'm not evil and I won't destroy your life if you don't agree with me.
Noooo, really? Well John Edwards is my sex slave. I left him tied to my bed posts this morning.
Totally. I've got lot's of love for Kansas.
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