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My Night in Marengo
12.10.06 (6:52 pm)   [edit]

Ladies and gentlemen, if anyone ever asks you to come spend your night out in a small town, you should take them up on their offer. I was a little skeptical when Hades asked us to come party in Marengo. I'm usually up for new things so I decided to make a guest appearance. Marie, Pat, and I met up in Coralville and made our journey west to party central. We decided to take a detour to see what downtown Marengo had to offer before we went to Hades's house. We only saw one bar. It turns out there are two.

Lown eventually met up with us at the house and we had some drinks to get prepped for the night. Around 11:30 p.m. we all slammed our drinks and then hopped in Marie's car to go downtown. We stepped through the door and it was over from there. Some married woman named Kim grabbed my chest and said, "Damn. We're not used to seeing muscles like that around here." I responded by saying, "That's why I'm in town baby. Feel free to cop a feel all night." She definitely took advantage of the V.I.P. pass I gave her.

We sang some karaoke, drank a lot, and mixed it up with the locals. Kim and her friend grabbed my ass every time I went back to the restroom. After I got drunk, I told some of the ladies there that Pat and I were gonna give out lap dances later on and they needed to get on the sign up sheet. Once karaoke got over, the dancing began. Once again, Pat and I gave the business to every girl that came within arms reach. We gave and received a few lap dances. I talked the bartender into giving me a T-shirt. I'm now the proud owner of a black "Pit Stop" shirt with a girl with huge knockers on the back. I love Iowa.

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