Field Trips

This morning, I drove across the state for a sales call.  On the way home, I decided to stop at either a strip club or winery.  

I had heard good things about the strippers at a particular establishment but quickly made a U-Turn once I got a closer look.  There were only two cars in front, and it looked like a place where I would probably get my ass kicked. 

Besides, wineries are at their best during sunny October afternoons, and I had my trusty road sock if I needed gratification.  I drank a glass of wine on a bluff overlooking the vineyard, and left. 

Once home, I turned on the TV and was immediately confronted with a commercial for Levitra.  I’m sure there are hundreds of jokes about these advertisements, especially the possible side-effects.  But, I will say this; if I ever have a 4-hour erection, my Doctor’s office is the last place I’m going.

Looks like I may have been the topic of a story heard on KMOX today.  I apologize to the young students who were on their field trip riding the Metro Link train.  I’m not 100% sure this was me, but it sounds about right.  Damn, it’s a small MF’ing world. 

I remember my last field trip.  It was with the Cub Scouts, but I got kicked out for eating a Brownie.

Benny