I know I'm going to hell. See you all there.But over the weekend I attracted the attention of one particularly fun bar patron. Once at Avalon and once at Fiesta. Some of you may have noticed him.
He is a spunky and precocious little person. Unfortunately, I don't know his name because it was loud at Avalon when we met, and I had to bend over significantly to hear him.
The introduction went kind of like this:
::feels grab on leg, and then on ass::
::looks around to find culprint, sees no one::
::gets grabbed again, this time looks down and sees said little person grabbing my ass and leg::
The next night, I was wearing a shirt that said "I get no kick from cocaine," and I saw him again. The encounter went something like this:
Little person: "I bet you get a kick from cocaine, hottie!"
Me: "Oh, I get my kicks, but not from cocaine."
Little person: "You want some? I can hook it up, but you'd have to snort it off my cock!"
Me: "Can I get another drink?!?! Someone...??"
Needless to say it was a fun weekend, and I look forward to seeing his charming, vivacious self soon.
Anyone have any fun stories with him?
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