Yesterday I spent some quality time doing what I do best–hiking, darting, and drinking. I’ll go into a bit more detail in reverse order. Oh, and just a quick update–Lyn didn’t make it yesterday, but she is en route now. So, if nothing else I’ll have some new material to blog about soon. Alright, on with today’s report.
After darts, I needed to get busy using some of those drinking coupons I won at the raffle. So, my first stop was Alaska Club. I had a buy one drink get one chit and ordered up my usual San Mig Zero (60 calories, 3% alcohol). Exchanged pleasantries with owner Jerry and bought my waitress a drink. There were four dancers on stage and one of them knew me by name but I had no recollection of her at all. I decided to call her down for a drink and a closer look.
We had a chat and she mentioned there was going to be a pool tournament in the bar later on. I asked if she played and she said she’d like to, but didn’t have money for the entry fee. So, I sponsored her with the required 200 pesos. She has her own pool cue and everything. I didn’t stick around after my “free” beer though, so don’t know how she did.
Next stop was Wet Spot. I also had a buy one get one coupon here, so ordered up. I didn’t notice either of my regulars here, so just watched the dancers on stage and sipped my beer. Then, seemingly out of nowhere, Aine appeared.
I had a buy a lady drink, get a customer drink coupon, so I put it to use. So, now I had two additional beers in my queue. Oh well. Aine was cold so we snuggled up some. Just small talk and then it was time for me to head out. As I was leaving, I ran into owner Dave, and he gave me another beer on the house. How could I refuse?
I had planned to visit Hot Zone next, but they were inexplicably closed (I learned later that the owner had taken his staff for an outing in Angeles City). I had to pee, so I crossed the street to Cheap Charlies.
A successful afternoon of darting too. We played the Queen Victoria team at Queen Vic and pounded them 11-2. My darts were all over the place, but I somehow managed to hit the bullseye often enough to go undefeated.
And that leaves hiking. But before I get to the Wednesday Walkers excursion, I need to share this memory from four years ago:
It was a good Wednesday!
Lyn should be arriving momentarily, so need to run for now. Stick around, it could get interesting!
Thanks 👍
Looking forward to the Lynn escapades.
Also, the annual Kevin mountain ⛰ picture is a joy to behold.
My question today is
What?
I didn’t get the breast 😕 tit conundrum. 😕 I would like a closer look, a deeper examination….some perusal of the evidence 😉 😏
Could you explain what’s happening 🤔
Yeah, Aine strikes me as too demure to be flashing her real titties around. That said, that faux top sure “faux”led me.
Looks to have been a good walk. And congrats on darts!
With your mini Grand Canyon pic, you missed a perfectly good opportunity to make a “so depressing” pun. That’s depressing!
I still have that black shirt. It’s got a few more holes in it, now, but it’s still wearable. And I’m sure you’d still kick my ass on hills. Hill and staircase training are not to be underestimated. Very good for cardio.
James, it’s all tit for tat I suppose. Never seen Aine’s unwrapped, but from the tent they make she must be well-endowed. I’ll probably never find out for sure. She wants me to take her out and thus far I’m more comfortable just buying her drinks now and then.
Kev, I was sitting right next to her for an hour and didn’t discover the fake cleavage until I tried to give her a tip. I always give it to the gal directly so it doesn’t go in the tip jar. My custom is to stick the money (usually a 100 peso bill) down her top/between the boobs. Aine got a big laugh when I tried to poke it through her shirt, “you thought this was real?!” Oh well. It was kinda dark in there and the illusion was good enough.
Damn, I missed a good pun opportunity. I guess my sense of humor must have eroded. *ahem*
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