Omw623

WTF

Visiting from out of town. Had a great time Friday night, so I decided to go back Saturday. So I'm lying on a couch with my eyes closed making out with this totally hot guy when someone smacks me in the leg. "I want to sit here. Move!" it says. "Go fuck yourself. Sit somewhere else." says I. Turns out it's the off-duty manager (in nothing but a towel and attitude) - but why does that matter? Next thing I know Creepy Security Guy is telling me I need to vacate the premises. What ev. Won't go back. They don't care. But really.