There's A Port on a Western Bay
I went to Port O Call last night. For most of my twenties, I loathed Port O Call. I thought it a terrible place. But the past couple of years, I've come to appreciate the place. It's more than just a "meat market." The jukebox can't be beat, the Golden Tee Live is awesome, and last night they offered $1 drafts and karaoke with a live band. AND there was a group of scrapbookers (in town for a Stampin' Up convention) in attendance, so that was nice.
Here are some picture highlights from last nights visit.
There were plenty of hot sluts to be had:
But strangely enough, they all wanted to get on this guy. I guess it was because he was working the pink mock-turtleneck with short sleeves pretty damn hard.
That is one hot look. Seriously though, mock mock - who's there - me and my pink short-sleeved mock turtleneck!
11 Comments:
Don't you like the sandal/sock guy more....now that you have met mock man? Port O' Call, ewwwww. One too many nights spent there.
Were you able to sing Brandy with the band?
Loved the mock mock joke!
Mock Man is way worse than Socks & Sandals Guy. The only thing that trumps both is Creepy Backrub Guy.
slcup- Tell us who Creepy Backrub Guy is - a random giver of backrubs? Doesn't sound that bad to me...
I loved the mock mock joke too HJ. Good one.
Creepy Backrub Guy lives in every office. He generally possesses an...odor...of ill-contempt. He will skulk around and strike on an unsuspecting female coworker at the most inopportune moment and attempt to "ease your stress, baby" by kneading her shoulders like bread dough. He mistakes your disgust and "thanks but no thanks" for encouragement. Just gross.
Shame, I've never encountered anyone like that in any office I've ever worked in. Maybe because most lawyers and are well versed in the laws of sexual harassment. Sounds like your place of business needs a "training day."
Blessedly, our CBG has been let go. God willing, we won't get another one.
While VT may not have received a back rub, she has received the occasional swat on the ass from her bosses. Somehow that seems less invasive than a back rub. And finally, it is my understanding that Title VII applies to companies with more than 25 employees. I may go swat some ass right now.
There's an unwritten rule here that if one of us goes down for sexual harassment, we're taking everyone else with down, too. We're all equally guilty...it's quite a nice arrangement, really. If this ever gets put into action, there will only be two guys left in the whole place.
Aunt - the karaoke singers were all top notch! Seriously, they were very, very good. And they sang hard songs. My standard karaoke song was not listed in the catalog. Their loss.
Are you saying that my "Bust a Move" just wouldn't have cut it?
What about Stella's Gambler?
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