If you can believe this, this blog is coming to you live from a nite club. Why you ask?
First, I'm bored out of my mind- I have never been a "clubber" and don't plan on ever becoming one. Second, I was able to scan the crowd of guys within 10 minutes and see there were no possible matches. Third, the current song playing is "stanky leg."
Ummmm no thanks.
So instead I'm now forced to look at the females and critique their choice outfits.
It never ceases to astonish me that women will wear half of a face towel to a club and then wonder why a man only wants to sleep with them. Get a clue. Or better yet some clothes.
No. This is not the bitter remarks of an ugly girl not being paid any attention. This is coming from the heart and as a true public service announcement to girls whose outfits do not do them any justice to the outstanding qualities or brain power they may possess.
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