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We pause from the ppnyc show for this brief public service announcement
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Originally posted by pony_trekker
Yes, that is the ticket. The number of beers I have had has nothing to do with it.
FWIW, I once met a girl at a rock club on a night when I went out by myself. Back in the day. She was tall, maybe 5'11", blonde, statuesque and willing. Her tits were an instant focal point. After a few too many, we were locked in an embrace in the back of the club in a less public area -- she with her shirt mostly off playing pretend wet nurse to pony.
The next day we met up to do some day stuff with some friends of mine who basically gave a critique that made TM's grade of PP seem like an A+. They basically, and correctly called her fat and not attractive. They were correctly able to guage that I indeed had been doing shots in addition to beer. I never called her back even though she had a wealthy daddy and a place on CPW. She didn't make the cut.
Fast forward to about a year later. She shows up unanounced at a gig that I was doing (with wife-to-be and -to-be-ex girlfriend both carefully managed and in attendence and she
looked
fucking
hot!
I mean playboy hot. Mostly weight loss but some other stuff, can't remember what.
She basically showed up to show me what I was missing and that I was a dick.
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Anna Nicole?
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