Tonight at Karaoke Gigi started a new career as a pimp. She has decided that it is taking all together too long to get her Texas medical license. As a result, she has decided on a vocational change. And she's chosen to be a pimp.
More details to follow . . . :)
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A pimp?! Totally not a pimp! Let me tell it from my side.
Karaoke night. Amy and I are taking in the sights and sounds with a cluster of friends, and getting some attention from some heretofore unknown young chaps, one for each of us. (Please see my blog for details.) At some point while Amy is socializing, her young man, known now as "Joe", begins to query me.
"Tell me about Amy."
I am drunk. Oh, so very drunk. I recall my reply as "She's cool", "She's my best friend", and "She's single". Now, is it pimping to tell random people that someone else is desirable and available? Let me check the urban dictionary and wikipedia.
*clicking on outside links*
Sheee-eeeeet. I think I'm a pimp.
According to this, my pimp name is Trick Magnet G. Squeeze. Just thought I should share.
To: Trick Magnet G.Squeeze
From: Sugartastic A. Rock
Your side of the story is decidedly ONE sided . . .
Gigi,
Is pimpin' easy, because I've always heard that it ain't.
I would say that it depends entirely on who you're trying to pimp.
Geege, you know what this means?
You now have to add Three 6 Mafia to the soundtrack of your life.
"You know it's hard out here for a pimp . . . "
*Listening to choice selection from youtube...*
I had forgotten about that conversation, but I think you're right, this might need to be on my life-track.
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