I guarnatee my weekend was crazier than yours. We were one of the many sponsors for the Canadian Rockies International Rodeo, which was held out in Strathmore this past weekend, June 26-28. Holy shit!! What a laugh, I met some fantastic people, some characters and some people that were way off the radar.
Going to set up on Friday, I don't think we knew what to expect, I guess only that we wanted to sell some of our new Calendars. We got there, did our setup for our booth and changed it several times until it fit our liking and then sat back and watched as a taste of what the crowd was going to be for the weekend came and went. An English buddy of mine stopped in and brought his good mate that had just flown in from Scotland, but left out the details of what the Rodeo had to offer. They showed up in matching shirts and funny enough fit in. So when the Scot finally did clue in we all had a good laugh, and made sure they had some hot dogs before they left for the night.
Saturday, we showed up nice and early and got things off to a start with a couple of sales during breakfast. We also brought our cooler this time so, bevies were on hand when needed. And hey a beer or two always make the day go by a little quicker. Most of our new found vendor friends didn't show up till an hour or so later, some had not gone to sleep yet and others were just in no rush. Let the good times roll and may the peddling of my rear end begin.
Between drinking some beers, signing autographs on sold calendars and taking every cheeky comment imaginable, we made it to noon with not too many worries. Then I don't know who's idea it was or not, but it came up and everyone thought it to be a great idea. We had made a few pairs of "tighties" underwear with our "Get Your Ass Out There" slogan and that I should put a pair on, but keep my cowboy boots on. So myself, never to succumb to Joey Peer Pressure, went and made the switch between my leg and crotchal covering blue jeans to the all revealing, I'm going to get a sunburn on my thighs Brief Underwear. I don't wear underwear anymore these days unless I am doing something active like soccer or biking and those are boxer shorts not briefs, so to be honest I felt a little silly and uncomfotable. I had to keep checking to make sure nothing was hanging out or I had the male version of a camel's toe (moose knuckle).
Ooooohhhh. This was when things got a little more interesting, especially because everyone has had more drinks too. I am now getting people coming up and taking pictures of me or asking to pose with me for a pic, I will be on the internet at some point I am sure (sorry Mom). Nice Ass!! I would here from the frequent passer by's. Jen was right it really can make your ego grow through the roof, yeeshh. Thanks to Mz Toni for keeping me in check with keeping my shorts up so there were no droopy looking drawers like my cutout was wearing. It was hard to joke about something, because you would get someone that would hold you to it and try to make it a reality, like I could have made some real quick bucks if a held a little public spanking.
I must pause now...but will finish this shortly
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