So I really was bored today so I kinda just let my mind wander (I was at my sisters fiances blueberry farm, not really that exciting). So I was just like "I kinda want to try dancing on a stripper pole". I mean, they have those stripper pole classes at gyms now as a form of exercise, right? So maybe I'll take one of those classes and give boyfriend a treat when I take him to the club up in GR. I would be a great surprize for him.
Other things on my mind "why do blueberries smell so bad?". I mean, is it just me that thinks blueberries smell horrid? I can't stand them. Plus, they turn your fingers purple when you touch or eat them, and I hate the color purple. So blueberries are kind of just bad all around for me. They are like the mustard to my oatmeal, and everyone knows mustard doesn't mix well oatmeal (atleast I hope so, did you know they make blueberry mustard? that just sounds gross....). But boyfriend likes blueberries, so while I was at the farm i baught him blueberry pancake syrup and blueberry salsa (blueberry salsa sounds gross too, but my aunt says it tastes good).
So my sister was invited to join the Dirty Hooker Club. The Dirty Hooker Club is what my mom, my Aunt Sue, and my Aunt Sherri call themselves when they go down to the casino. Since my sister turned 21 she gets to go with them now and be a Dirty Hooker. Ok, right now I just want to see how many times I can say Dirty Hooker now because for some reason it just sounds funny to me. I actually have a story about calling someone a Dirty Hooker. My friends and I went to club Moxie one night in downtown GR for Karina's Birthday. So we were there and we ran into some girls we new from school (we go to Aquinas College) who were basically the sluts of the school. So they talked to us and then went to the dance floor and did some slut dance dry humping eachother and Sam was like "they're just a bunch of Dirty Hookers." and we all started laughing, which caught the attentions on the now dubbed Dirty Hookers. So they walke up to ys again and go "what are you guys laughing at?" and Sam said "you guys." and they went "why?". There was a odd pause and then I said really loudly for all of the guys near us to hear "because ya'll just a bunch of Dirty Hookers!" and then we busted out laughing. THE END.
Dirty Hooker Count:8
I did pretty well on that.
Friday, July 24, 2009
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