porn and popcorn

Somehow this has become a regular thing with Rob and me.

He took me to my first strip club, bought me a lapdance (female strip club, and yes, I'm straight), and we have watched girls and guys gone wild together. We share a special, though strange bond ever since Martini violated us. Oh, and Rob is married, which makes this all the more strange, but somehow normal despite everything else odd in our lives.

Someone had traded in the infamous Paris Hilton DVD while we were working together at the record store last weekend. Without hesistation we both said we had wanted to watch it. He visits his wife in Harrisburg two days out of the week, and he came back today, so tonight is the night we watch "One Night in Paris".

We may get Taco Bell too. Mmmm...porn, popcorn, and taco bell. What a Thursday!
I'll let you know if it is amazing.