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Jan 07, 2006 01:51



'You know, it's so great when a girl comes in the club and has a good time!' said Monacco, one of several people who handed us a prize for the night. She continued, 'I do a lot better when I'm all alone up there.'

'Right, because when there are others up there, it's pretty easy to get distracted.'
'Exactly! So hey, who do I make this out to?'
'Make it out to Beth; unfortunately she couldn't be here tonight, but we'll try to get her to come out next time.'

She scribbled a little inscription, said thanks again, and went off to autograph more prizes. 'Katie? Do you think she'll kill us?'

'Well, it's all her own doing!'
'Yes! I know where I'm gonna be tomorrow.'
'Where's that?'
'Canada Post, getting the tiniest packing tube they sell!'

I took another look at Monacco's inscription:

'If u like chocolate, cum see me 4 a sweet treat! xox, Monacco, 2004-2005 Miss Nude Canada Hardbody of the Year'

Suddenly, the stage started transforming before our very eyes. 'Jonny! Look!'

The waterjet rig slowly started descending below the depths of the stage, and when it was fully under, a wood panel automatically took its place.

'Katie! The breast shaped waterjet is gone! Score!'

Greatest blind-date-not-a-date.

EVER.





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