by Bobblehead Don
It all began with my first taste of beer - oh sweet beer. The keg is a wonderul invention and while I am small, I flatter myself to think I made a man size dent in the beer volume. I was also introduced to various bottled beer. I'll admit, at first I was quite discerning (what rational mind doesn't prefer Corona to Busch?). But toward the end of the evening they all started to taste the same.
Then came the women! All those lucious curves. Who knew that a small plastic object could cut such a swatch in the female community? Oh it was heaven...until the consequences of too much drink became harshly and embarrassingly apparent.
And thus my first lesson was learned - there is no pleasure without pain.But wait - there's more! If you haven't been completely scarred by my tale, view my entire adventure as a slide show.
And don't forget to visit the adventures of my friend Doogal, the travelleing sheep.
1 comment:
And the yucks keep coming in. Here's what the public has to say about Bobblehead Don:
"Gillian, your genius is wasted on whatever it is you are doing for a living. You're a gifted bobblehead-documentarian and I'm glad you were able to capture one certain bobblehead's big night out.I've not seen B.D.
since the party but suspect he has been grounded for a very, very long time although with all the action he saw that night he could be booked long term into the local STD clinic.
well done,
Rich"
and
"Hi Jullian,
Thank you for the pictures but none of the ladies in the lab are impressed with Dave's meat... :-}
Marina"
Thank you public.
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