Desperate Liaisons

This night, you guys.

If any unbalanced, heavily intoxicated perverts from Louisiana ask, the big, muscly bartender and I are very happy together, okay?

Born in Arizona, Moved to Babylonia

A customer just flounced through the door, slurred, “When they dug up King Tut, he was wearing a solid gold cock ring,” and sashayed back out.

It might be time for everyone involved here to re-evaluate some life choices.


Considering that I have the Montrose Forge listed on my profile as a place of employment, it’s weird that Facebook keeps asking if I’d like to write a review of it.

“Some of the customers are jerks, but the pay’s not bad, and I get to spank people. 4/5, will definitely work my next shift.”