And, here it is...

The price to be paid for all the good shit that's been going on.

Okay, before I say exactly what the price is, let me give ya a little background info.

See, there was this model from Bucks County, named Gia. She was beyond beautiful, inside and out.
However, she lived in constant emotional pain (which is an understatement to the nth degree) and when she acted out, her behavior, sometimes, was far from pretty, let alone as beautiful as she was.

She died of AIDS in a hospital not far from here.
Before she died, she had gotten clean and wanted, more than anything else, to try to reach young girls to tell them her story and try to help them not go down the same path, more or less.

She died before she could make the tape or do anything else like that, sooooo...

When we got our horses, then met Rob, we decided to share our horses with people, especially young girls, who are so prone to love horses anyway, and let it do whatever good it could do them.

It feels good to do, truthfully.

Now, however, I just got asked by Eric if I can take two "girls" out later today, who're friends of Liar Guy's.

I'm all, "Suuure. No problem."

Then, Eric says that Liar Guy says they work at some place called "Female name's Lounge".

S'cuse me.
That's a titty bar.

Motherfuck.

That sumbitch is bringing STRIPPERS over here?!!??

Why that sassafrassin', no account, sacarackin', dipshit son of a brickbat!!!

I will so kick his ever-lovin' ass.

AFTER I get done "escorting" (yes, fuckin' pun intended) these two "young ladies" around the trails.

Puckin' FUTZ, YOU, LIAR GUY!!!!!

Either God, or I, will get you for this.
*said thru huge, totally fake, teeth baring grin*

God, help me.
I know I just got into smaller jeans and all, but, c'MON, man... don't do this to me.... *sobs*

Uuuughhhh...
*drops head on desk with an audible thump*

Maaaan....

Shit.

Fine!
I'lldoit,I'lldoit,I'lldoit.

But, I hope I at least DO get hired at one of the two places I'm about to go to.

Ya know?

Tsk.
Strippers.

Funny.
Veeeeerrrry funny.
(Not s'much...)

Piss
oops, I mean...
Peace

Posted by: Stevie at 09:03 AM

Comments

1 Darlin':

Do you not think it'd be ladies axactly like these that Gia would have most wanted to 'reach', if she were still alive?

You've been handed a challenge. You're up to it.

Go walk your talk. You'll do great.

P.

Posted by: Light & Dark at May 28, 2005 03:35 PM (+Ds2b)

2
Yyyeeeeeeah.
I know...

Yer right.
*sheepish grin*

I like that... "Go walk your talk."

Pretty cool.

And, yeah, considering where they work and whom they're friends with (Liar Guy), they probably are exactly who Gia wanted to reach most.

Rob too.

He'll be here.
He promised me.
*lol*

Posted by: Stevie at May 31, 2005 06:39 PM (V+Dgo)






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