Over the weekend, I travelled to Mount Pleasent PA to help my girlfriend and her mom set up and run a yard sale.
On the trip up there I wasn’t paying attention and missed the exit, resulting in getting lost. I stopped at a gas station to ask for directions, but the two kids working there ended up getting me more lost.
As I drove in the middle of nowhere, I spied a bar on the side of the road, so I pulled over and went in to ask for directions.
It was around 8PM, and there wasn’t anyone in the bar yet, except for the bartender. I explained my situation, and he proceeded to give me directions.
However, about halfway through this, his co worker came out of the back and all of the sudden I lost train of thought and could no longer concentrate.
Turns out I was in a gay bar. The guy from the back had to be at least fifty years old and about fifty pounds overweight. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. Instead he had leather straps that crossed over his chest and were attached by a big metal ring. He wasn’t wearing pants either. Only a tiny leather bikini.
I rule at life. Part two tomorrow.
