Every night I get a call on Skype from a different woman. Strange...I don't remember meeting them before. Perhaps during one of my blackouts back in the days when hanging out at the Coyote Inn or the Blue Roadhouse was part of my routine. I always thought the women were pretty fine back then, but maybe I wasn't seeing too straight either. Whatever...but the one tonight is the poster child for "coyote ugly". Excuse me while I go gnaw my arm off. ~BSaturday, October 11, 2008
Coyote Ugly
Every night I get a call on Skype from a different woman. Strange...I don't remember meeting them before. Perhaps during one of my blackouts back in the days when hanging out at the Coyote Inn or the Blue Roadhouse was part of my routine. I always thought the women were pretty fine back then, but maybe I wasn't seeing too straight either. Whatever...but the one tonight is the poster child for "coyote ugly". Excuse me while I go gnaw my arm off. ~B
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