Talk to the Goat
just don't forget to pick up your shoes before we walk out
That's one hell of a run-on sentence! But it's good to see you feeling good again. 
Ohmigod! You just hurled me back to the 60s! Except the rum and coke was gin and tonic. Thank God for inventing wine just around that time....
Had I been dancing beside the speakers all night, I'd be totally deaf (not just half-deaf as I am now).
And bleeding? Sorry about that!
Happiness? Isn't that the feeling I get from eating 2 tons of Halloween candy in one night and passing out under the coffee table?
Hey, life is too short for uncomfortable shoes! Get thee to a Doc Martens store!
Oh dayam I haven't danced like that in...... well years! Haven't been slammed up against a wall and kissed like that in years either. Double Dayam.
Bandaids darling, bandaids.
mmmm. yes please.
thats a wondrously coursing stream... worth plunging in ..
Man. I haven't danced like that in eons. I have to get me to a club and soon!
Why would you wear shoes that damage your feet. FYI - guys probably weren't looking at your feet. They were more likely checking out that clevage that the pendent was getting caught in, but I digress. I will be a gentleman and not comment on the "perfect panties".
Shoes adequate for dancing like that all night without some kind of blister would make her look like one of those jock chicks that everyone suspects is a lesbian, whether she is or not.
Bounce them pendants, baby.
I am clearly going to the wrong dance clubs cause I usually spend the night trying to avoid sweaty, unattractive guys from humping in my direction. Plus if my feet ain't happy, I ain't happy. Glad to hear you're out there enjoying life...
I dunno if I've ever been THAT happy!
Whew. Never been a barfly myself but damn that's nice stuff, Jay. Makes me wonder what I missed all those times I didn't go.
Sounds like maybe you had a good weekend?
I never bled in my shoes to get laid before but I guess I would. Got to figure out a way to make a song out of that.
hell, I'm happy just reading it...
lucky him for a happy you
I have to admit I dont think I have ever danced like that but sounds like fun.. And I have never been slammed up against a wall to be kissed or other wise either. Interesting. Should try it sometime when the girls are in bed.. LOL..
insert bourbon and more sensible shoes, and I am there.
ooo i need a night like that!
Owning comfortable shoes is the only one of my life rules that I have never compromised! I have never understood the mystique of cute shoes.
But will he stay to soothe the crimson savagery the Come Fuck Me Pumps inflict upon you?
Your perfect panties and a slam kiss against the wall are pleasures we dreamers must live without.
ERm, thanks for coming to the rescue, Mark...?
Slut shoes are purely for the benefit of the girl in any case.
::dabbing sweat off brow:: OK.
Damn, I need a cold shower now.
All I can think of now is...perfect panties.
i would have lost the shoes after a couple of drinks, hope you got your kiss
Soak it up! You are only young once!
My feet hurt in sympathy for your's though!
Damn! That must have ben the longest sentence I've ever read! So... Was it good?... The kiss, I mean :D
I have not had a night like that-ever I don't think. Well, the up against the wall kiss of course, but I don't like to dance.
Very fine m'loverly!
(I stole that from savannah)
Hope "lucky bastard" could keep the promise and deliver in a satisfactory way.
It got warm in here all of a sudden. I think I need a cold shower. . .
Dear Jay,
Everyone benefits from slut shoes--no brag, just fact...
I haven't had that feeling in quite a while ... I love when the dj plays my songs!
You have such an awesome way with words...I lost myself in the post & put myself in your place.
I hope I had a happy ending.
Oh wow, that's good, 'cept that I feel for your feet
Boy does this remind me that I never learned to dance...
I'm happy you're happy, but that foot bleeding analogy made me want to hurl a bit
Damn, Jay.... I think I need to stop by here more often. Now then, where'd I put that box of Kleenex...
Nicely done.
It wasn't an analogy.
It's what happens when you were really hot, really bitchy, really expensive shoes.
Whuahaaahaaa - you ARE a woman to the fullest!
Shoes are magic. It takes men a long time to understand, some never get it.
On the men's side ... maybe a real good suite ... but few wear them.
Wear them, dance, live, enjoy, you are worth it!
!Ich küsse Ihre Hand, Madame! (Und träumt' es wär' ihr Mund ...)!
Are the shoes really worth it?
Fantastic writing as usual -- just drew me right in. And I agree with Droog by the way, for what it's worth.
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