As I read Baileywinkel's side of the story, I wanted to clarify a few things. Yes, we hung in the Valero parking lot - but could it be that those 62 minutes of waiting were worth more than that Banjo was? Obviously not. Who makes $40 an hour besides starting wage accountants - and my friend Alex? Anyways, I was pretty disappointed that the banjo guy never showed up. I was well prepared to offer $60 for the Banjo AND ukulele. Jerk. Perhaps he overheard my mad rapping skills and was too intimidated. I'm like the American Dizzee Rascal.
But truth be told, this was not the most exciting moment that Baileywinkel and Thrill have shared together. We have our infamous Cinco de Mayo dance-off at El Torito. Who can forget when we and our significant others (Baileywinkel's fiance, and my co-receptionist at the time) went to the official cinco de mayo hot spot in Monterey. On Cannery row of course (duh). As we ate nachos and drank perhaps 1 too many margaritas we decided that the perfect time to dance would be to the traditional Mexican tune "The Way I Are."
We twiddled around my sombrero together by the DJ when suddenly out of nowhere a cougar decides that Baileywinkel would be her perfect prey. Obviously I was offended, since I've been to Mexico twice, therefore I'm more qualified to partake in the Cougar Cinco De Mayo Dance, but alas in the end I was happy that Baileywinkel was gaining foreign policy experience. The coug attacked Baileywinkel with shoulder rubs and gentle pelvic thrusts. The bumping and grinding went on to about 10pm when we realized it was a work night- I still had to drive back to the 'ville and when it comes to lacking sleep homie don't play that. I'm not going to lie and say it was the best Cinco De Mayo I've had - but it's def the best one i remember. Perhaps it's because there may or may not be a youtube video floating around of my hip-hop moves, Baileywinkel's fairy twirls, and Cougar Lady's pelvic thrust....
What I'm saying is I'm a classy bitch.
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