Leaping Pidgeon Dangerous Tit-T

So its time for another installment of the dub blog. Hence fourth, I shall code my adventures in wierd titles and subjects such as the one above. So far this month things have slowed down and so has my energy level. The website work has screached to a hault. Very discouraging by far. Although I've mae the move to a new webhosting service who refuses to let me take my url to the new host. What a bunch of "Mondays" (aka Assholes). I have to call them yet thier lines are always busy. What's that about?

Onto the Main event!

Its Saturday night. I'm pretty bored, I've been vegging all day. I passed up on the Hockey game once more. I've been saying I'm going to go for years. Its about 10pm and the snow has just started coming down. I decide to go down to one of my favorite watering holes for a drink or two. Convinced that the night will be whack all my buddies that work there are standing there moping. Now I must tell this place is called "Newcoms Tavern", I have no historical story or background as of this moment. It went form being your regular bar with 10 year old tables and bar stools to this quasi-shiek place that really doesn't no matter how much mohogany stained wood they putin the joint. Facelift aside its still the place I love. The dark colors will come in the story later. Now its a bit after ten and we're all just yapping in up and having a few drinks and then the motors gets warm. Rob decides its time for shots. hmm?

Yes, one Red Bull and Stoli coming up, then a YeagerBomb, then three more Bud Lights and I'm there. You know? Alcohol is magic, because I swear I dont' remember the other 150 people coming into the bar but oh well. After getting my groove on with one of area's finest latina's I noticed that I was pretty damn drunk. Although in an altered stated I was called on by one of my compadres to check out a group of women. "Hey Dub, go see if they're gay!" Interesting proposition considering that I took one look and said, "Yeah, they're gay." "No man, go see, just go dance with them.", he said. "Ok, but they're gay, but I'll let you know if I'm right." So I venture okver and start to dance with them. I avoiding the 50 year bug eyed woman who seemed to have an attachment to my ass. Now the trio were not a scant group. They were attractive. They were "together" and I just started getting my groove on.

The Sandwhich eventually broke apart and I had to mingle with my buddies which was no big deal. I noticed all night this chick wearing this hat that made her look killa sexy. Rob pointed her out and basically put a mental "That ass is mine" on her. No after much encouragement Rob still didn'twant any play. So while I'm mingling near the stairs. Sorry not to mention this but the place has an upstairs dance floor with one long flight of stairs form it going to the first floor. I'm having a good time joking and what not the BOOM!!!

Oh yes! The fine ass girl with the hat has just tried her leaping pidgeon technique and man would Master Lee be so so upset. This woman did not fall, she fell or rather slammed to the steps as if she grew hindges and was connected to the steps. Its not funny when they fall, but to the most of all degrees she fell terrifically! Now this is a hard thing to do. You don't just learn how to belly smack going down a flight of stairs over night. No, this takes practice baby! REal showmanship and class that only a drunken bitch could display!


-dub-