"The truth of the matter? I don't give a shit about who wins the presidential election! You want to know why? I'll tell you why! Neither one of them are going to do a damn thing to help Rob Astle! I've been told by a number of people that my statement is selfish. I don't care! It's the truth!" The election season is making people very antsy, and I'm no exception..Anyways, I was responding to a comment my roommate made. He's a democrat, and I'm a registered Libertarian..So, you can imagine how some of our views might vary..We made a truce with each other. No more political talk in the apartment! When you eliminate the politics from our relationship? The two of us get along like Batman and Robin..
In a previous post, I talk about the apartment complex I live at in Las Vegas..(A Melrose Place on steroids is my best analogy).. As one might imagine, the pool at my complex can be a special place to view the female species, and last night was no exception. Now, I've seen this girl around the complex a few times, Lord have mercy! She is fine! Well, when I walked into the pool area, she was sitting in the hot tub by herself. This is the part where I wish I worked out more:) Anyways, I peeled my shirt off (I made sure to suck the belly in and puff the chest out)..I then did my best Fabio stroll into the hot tub.
If your a single, heterosexual, red-blooded, corn fed, American chap? You can't help but stare at a specimen like this..As I said earlier. I'd seen this girl around, but, this was my first up close look at her, and it didn't disappoint one iota. Well, I figured striking up a little conversation would be good, so I asked her how she was doing, she said fine. Then I asked her name? She said Isabella? Her accent hinted Italian? I introduced myself, we made small chat for a few minutes, and then she told me she had to go. Believe me, I was looking forward to her getting out of the hot tub. The reason? That should be obvious! My eyes were going to get an up close look at her Aphrodite features.
Start at the top and work your way down..Her face had a certain glow to it. Her stomach? Wash board! Her derriere? It wasn't skinny like a lot of people might think. It was rounded, like a Kim Kardashian type, but not that big. Her breasts resembled two well shaped cantaloupes, and they looked perfect in the bikini top she was wearing. Well, as she's walking past me, she looks at me and says.."It was nice meeting you Rod." My name is actually Rob, but who cares? Anyways, I told her the same. Now, I've got a certain fetish that I must confess to. I like women who look good in a sundress. After she finished drying off? She puts an orange sundress over her bikini. I'm going to skip the detailed description, but for those of my comrades who enjoy looking at a beautiful women in a sundress? You know what I mean!
I like to end every post of mine with a thought I'm having..Call it the village idiot thought of the day.."Here's something to think about. If your broke, your broke..But, being broke in a town like Las Vegas is a lot more fun than being broke in a place like Kansas, so to speak..The reason being? Opportunities for guys like me are far greater in an environment like Las Vegas. One last thing, I'm meeting up with a fellow Kansas transplant in Las Vegas tonight. This gentlemen is a proven hotshot, and I'm confident he's going to be receptive to some of my ideas..Can't wait to find out!"
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