So, this weekend, several work girlfriends and I headed to a local bar/club to hear a band that our male coworker plays for. (sorry English majors!) They’re a really good cover band, and I had a great time! I don’t go out often at all, but am glad that we finally took him up on the invites to hear them play.
Random thoughts that ran through my mind that evening:
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Hmmm, I believe that girl is flashing her breasts at the crowd. Indeed she is. She shouldn’t be.
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I’m glad I’m not single.
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How strange is it that the girl in the A.didas pants has hunched almost every man in here – and that her mother is here with her?
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Why does this mother/daughter duo keep trying to pull me on the dance floor?
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Did that random stranger just try to run his fingers through my hair?
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Who knew “Paralyzer” would sound this good covered?
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Some people should not dance like no one is watching.
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Did this lady really just ask me how to twirl?
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I should leave before the drunks hit the road.
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I think I smell like a M.arlboro Red.
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Hee-hee, I got a shout out from the band.
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I do not “got a big ole butt, oh yeah.”
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Thank God I’m the mom – I definitely won’t make it to church tomorrow.
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I just tried to “get low,” I’m outta here.
OMG. You’re cracking me up.
Every time I go out with friends (like once a year) ‘clubbing’ (which I can’t even say without sounding as white as they come) I am constantly reminded of how glad I am that I’m married and boring.
TKW – I am definitely getting too old for the night life. And yes, I experience “night life” about as frequently as you do! What’s next for us – shuffleboard? That night alone guarantees Smoochy and I at least 10 more years of wedded bliss! I can’t imagine doing that regularly – I think I may still be recovering.
OMG, I feel like I need to take a shower after reading that night of entertainment.
Mama was NOT at the club with her child. SMH
At least you can still get low LOL