Topless Party
That´s the name of the party that you should go to this saturday.
You: But am I really going to see topless girls?
Me: I have no idea. Just go. And then let me know how it was
You: But I don´t want to go if I won´t see boobs.
Me: Look, I´m sure that you have more chances to see boobies at this party than if you stay alone at your hotel/apartment/hostel/etc. Unless, of course, that you hire a hooker.
You: well, that was my plan, sort of.
Me: what´s the deal with man coming to BA to buy sex. I mean, it´s so easy to get laid in BA that paying for sex is like going to the ocean and pay for salty water.
You: Yes, but then you have to spend time seducing a girl and all that crap
Me: Talking to a topless drunk girl at a party doesn´t sound like something challenging for your manhood.
You: You are right, I´m going.
Me: Great.
Where:
This Saturday after midnight (technically Sunday) at:
Cordoba 4391
5 comments:
ha what a post! I'm not sure that's the inner dialogue I was having ... :P
Good for you, Henry, If that was not your dialogue.
Ric, I have no idea, I said that I wasn´t going. I hope that someone did and will tell us what happened
so basically you posted this as a way to live vicariously through your readership?
I don´t care for topless girls you know, so my answer would be No, I´m not trying to live vicariously through my readers.
Thanks for teaching me the word vicariously
i used to have a newspaper headline tacked to the inside of my closet from the ny daily news.
headless body found in topless bar!
you should have gone to the party and seen all the people without their heads!
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