Dressing well is in itself a wonderful thing, dressing well for free is the bestest! I bestowed my company upon the Five Star Crack House in Pidgeontown (formerly known as the Frat house), and everything came up Varsace, and Ann Klein, and DKNY, Ralph, Gucci etc...! The closet of the mistress of the 5 Star was beyond over flowing. And when I say Closet, I mean an area that can hold a small family comfortably for an extended stay. Its larger than most hotel rooms. No where could you see the pile carpeting that lovingly held its treasures. Now most folks buy articles of clothing because we can't wait to wear it. The Mistress buys compulsively, and rarely wears as compulsively. As a business professional, She wears high end cotour on a daily basis, and then promptly comes home and flings it haphazardly into one of many piles, never to be seen or washed or hung up. That's where I come in :) To whisk away the eyesores. And they pay me on top of the thousands in clothing. DB JR also came by, she did the charity run for the Princess (mistress' daughter), dropping all the unwanted articles at the Salvation Army. DB JR also got a few bags of "stuff" for her New Job at The Spalon (spa and salon...), lord knows she needed to start dressing better (IMO) . Kids.... now if we can just get her to ditch all the hoodies, she may start looking like a girl.
I spent a great day with Princess, even if we were short a few Princess for "Twelve Princess'" . As reward for finding the carpets in the master suit, We met up with Bongasan for a fabu dinner @ Bourbon. Jumbo lumps everywhere! People were staring!
At the Crab meat, you perverts! jeez.....
We would have stayed longer and had more libation, but the restrictive smoking rules wrecked that idea. Yes, I leave when I can't smoke, also if there are obnoxious children, or worse, obnoxious adults.
After a brief repose at Bongasan's, his puppies got a bit randy and I just had to leave. OK , I was scared. I admit it. When 180 lbs of PUPPY is growling in your face, because your petting the 9 month old "c-puppy", and there are 3 others of equal or higher weights, it can make a body a tad uncomfy. Rigid is what I was by time we left. Sorry, Bongasan, I really was scared. And thanks for the one for the road, mmmmmm, was tasty!
Its ok, there is still another three or four closets at the Five Star Crack House (lets call it a palace, ok?)....like Arnold said... I'll be back!
:)
Friday, April 20, 2007
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