Diary of a SubUrban Housewife

I'm So Mean Sometimes

So I was online playing dominoes earlier this evening. I've never actually played dominoes but there always seem to be a lot of people playing, so I thought I'd check it out.

So I sit down at a table with someone who had "man" in his name. OK, I'm game. This person asked how old I was. (I can guess where he's going with this, but I'm up for some fun and feeling a bit mean.) I told him 27. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Then asked if I was a man or woman. My answer (still feeling feisty here): all woman. Then this person proceeds to tell me he's 14. Shit, I could have a 14 year old kid. He asks where I am....I think fast. I check my profile to see if I've actually said, which I haven't. Las Vegas I tell him.

I then proceeded to tell him that I was a showgirl. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I told him the only reason I was home and not working tonight was that I had fallen down and have a broken ankle.

I asked him if he knew what a showgirl was and he said no (but that's a crock of shit if ever I've heard one) so I told him a dance in a revue in Las Vegas and wear lots of sequins and feathers. Cuz they do, don't they?

Then this poor boy who had surely cum in his pants a dozen times by now asks me if I take my clothes off. I assured him that I wasn't a stripper but that I don't really wear a lot of clothes to start out with.

"Oh," he said. He left shortly thereafter (I'm sure to clean his trousers up).

So you know I'm gonna fall down and break my ankle tomorrow, right?

Posted by beth at August 29, 2003 11:20 PM