That is a made up story from someone here, not what really happened. It was my girlfriend at the time, not a hooker, stripper or anything of the sort. Took my daughter shopping at the mall for her 6th birthday, she is 18 graduating from hs next week now, and I asked if 350 was enough to spend on her birthday present. I sat in a bar watched football with my son 15 now, at the mall that we all were at while the girls went shopping. That is the true story.
Yes, I used to go to strip clubs after I got divorced, haven't been in about 13 years. No interest in going back.
At the end of the day, I really don't care what anyone says about anything on here anymore, life is too damn short. Nobody and nothing will bother me or piss me off like it used to, and I'm here for the gambling picks and pocket money whether its win or lose. But your stories and thoughts and crap, Hedgie, you say and said, are what makes everyone different and you roll with the punches. Only one person still bugs the fuck out of me but only because they are perfect in every sense in their own mind, and every one else is a stupid asshole. But so be it, he is and will always be a perfect, miserable old man.
Hell, I'm going to invite KOD to watch some football this fall at a bar somewhere and let's see if he wants to, and we spat all the time. We are both old fuckers now, and can enjoy some old kosar stories while tipping a few. It's the internet, it's a gambling site, let's win. Period. I still hope we can have at least one more get together before we are all too old and play golf, tell stories, and hope we all are doing well.
But we all know kickserv doesn't ever travel or leave his Mom's basement sniffing some of Jennifer's old panties he bought on the internet years ago.