Actually, I'll be getting 11 Fat Head Franklins back from ya boy Bush next week. I'm thinking I may just buy a damned digicam.
As for the girlies, someone else posted that the boobies for beads thing rarely happens anymore...bull****, mi amigo. It's still in full swing. There are a few arrests made every year now, unlike past years where the cops were trying to get a peek too. Damn religious pricks. Even the girls serving drinks will have little signs on their tip jar like "$5 for a flash." Ya know I had to drop 10 in there.
Two girls, both dolls, far be it from me to tell one that her boobs weren't worthy.
I may go this weekend and next just be a clown. Hit the casino while I'm down there. Should be fun.
One day, though, I'm getting a frickin' room down there. Maybe I'll reserve a room for 2010 Murder Gras next week.