Suburb Smakk
Now here’s a first for me. Last night I partied in the suburbs of Houston with my buddy, his 7 month pregnant wife, their gynecologist and the doc’s hot wife. Started off as your pretty much normal drunken fare at Sam’s Boat in H-Town but the night definitely ended with a twist. Around 3am, we end up back at the Doc’s office watching him taking drunken ultrasounds of my bud’s soon to be pup. So he sprays down Prego’s belly with some hair gel looking goo and the party begins. Hilarious thing was Doc adding comments and arrows to the ultrasound pics pointing out the little guys new manhood. Then Doc’s bunny hops in the chair so we can get a shot of her IUD on the screen. The night ends with Doc and my buddy going on a five finger discounted shopping spree of all the pharmaceutical samples in the place. I’m talking full shopping bag full of meds when we get out of there. Damn - never new partying in the burbs could be so fun.

Settled Smakk
I think I'm ready to calm down a little. Let's just say when I went to drop off a stink pickle this morning, I belive I shat out my entire liver. Along with a full can of red bull - still in the can. Plus all the bunny drama is getting old and it's getting dangerous for me to walk down the street anymore. Maybe it's about time I found a special bunny to share the patch with for a while and give the carrot a rest. (By the way - Carrot, the dog, will be finally released next week to move in with me.) So could this be an end to Smakk for a while? Will the Rontourage be retired? Am I just hung over and making empty promises? Oh well, we'll see soon.
Anyway - off to H-Town to party then back in Big D on Saturday to throw down in Ft Worth with bachlorettes at 8.0 and Pete's Piano Bar. Ok - maybe we'll settle down after this weekend. And I'm sure that heathly eating and workout stuff will be starting soon too.

Text Drama Smakk
I find it classic that even while I'm out of town playing the tables at the Pechango Casino in So Cal for the past few days that I'm still able to piss off multiple bunnies (that are all just "friends") even from 1000 miles away. And the greatness is that all of them told me off by text. Without getting into any of the sorted yet amusing details, let me just share some of the texts I recieved over the last couple days. Oh, and for reference, each message is from a different bunny...all that were supposedly "just friends".

"I think u r being an ass. Ok well at least you're honest for once. We are no longer cool to talk. Delete all my shit. Goodbye."

"Why are you such an idiot. Lose all my shit too."

"Don't text me again. I have enough self centered people in my life. Did I leave my belt at ur place? Trade u for ur blue shirt. And I won't text again. Said my peace."

"Had nice little girl talk last night. G & M say hi. Would have been nice to know that up front (that you had already been with both my friends also). Moving on to T next? Typical of your MO. Don't call me."

As I have said before - That's How I Roll.