I think we're on to something.....

Some people think that wearing the same clothes you wore the night before partying to work is wrong and dirty, but I just think that it's a sign that you really didn't want the night to end. For some strange reason that always seems to be the case on Fridays, and when you have the same gear on you can smell the bar stench all day, and most people around me comment with 'It stinks sooo bad'. However, I don't believe it smells bad at all, it's more of a nostalgic scent that just let's me know why I love to party so much and usually let's me know that the weekend is here.

Entering Friday morning with a dozen text messages and a few emails about plans for the night always get's me excited and a little gitty all at the same time. This weekend however is already sizing itself up to be quite memorable, what with LB's 'rents heading out of town for the entire long weekend. That's right......Monday is a holiday too, which means we must seize and attack Sunday night like it's the last pack of hot mustard left in the entire world.

From doctors to bankers, account managers to students, it doesn't matter because when the weekend arrives we all have one common goal.......making it rain. Trust me when I say this, but around us when it rains it pours. You may be thinking I'm a little out there for wanting to party in the rain, but it usually doesn't matter to me because of the fact that I have a clean pair of slacks on. There's alot to be said.........

"Thanks for helping me out, just remember you scratch my back and I scratch yours....."
"To bad my back is located on my cock."