"Get it up, get it in..."
I worked a short work day today, so we could take off to San Diego for the weekend. I left work at 2:30, with Kim's blessing, and felt like I was in a good place. We got on the road, and debated a bit about taking the toll road, which we were strongly advised to do by Kim. We ended up hopping on I-5, though, since we were getting an early start, and remembered we could travel on the H.O.V. lane. The traffic did get a little bad in spots, but overall it wasn't bad getting out of Irvine.
On the way I told Steve this joke,
"what did the Jewish princess say to the cowboy as she sat on top of him for a lunchtime fuck?"
<Sung to the tune of The Lone Ranger>
"Get it up. Get it in. Get it off. Get it out. Don't mess my hair up."
Well he thought that was the funniest thing, and started practicing it himself. Then we did it together. Then we tried to do it while we kept time on our laps with a syncopated rhythm. Then, for the ultimate Star Search talent entry, we did it in round. Steve would start, "Get it up. Get it in." then I would start in on "Get it up." We agreed that he should do it at least once by himself before I chimed in. We laughed and laughed and laughed doing this.
The traffic hot pretty horrific once we got close to San Diego, actually near Camp Pendleton. We found the hotel without incident. Thank God for Mapquest. The hotel was very big for a Four Points, with the most beautiful floral arrangement in the lobby. The room was quite nice. We pretty much just put our stuff down and went out.
On the way I told Steve this joke,
"what did the Jewish princess say to the cowboy as she sat on top of him for a lunchtime fuck?"
<Sung to the tune of The Lone Ranger>
"Get it up. Get it in. Get it off. Get it out. Don't mess my hair up."
Well he thought that was the funniest thing, and started practicing it himself. Then we did it together. Then we tried to do it while we kept time on our laps with a syncopated rhythm. Then, for the ultimate Star Search talent entry, we did it in round. Steve would start, "Get it up. Get it in." then I would start in on "Get it up." We agreed that he should do it at least once by himself before I chimed in. We laughed and laughed and laughed doing this.
The traffic hot pretty horrific once we got close to San Diego, actually near Camp Pendleton. We found the hotel without incident. Thank God for Mapquest. The hotel was very big for a Four Points, with the most beautiful floral arrangement in the lobby. The room was quite nice. We pretty much just put our stuff down and went out.