So I though that tonight I would treat myself to some titties and go to this nice titty bar right next to where I live. At this titty bar they make you write your order on a piece of paper, hit a button on your desk and then someone comes and collects it and starts to prep your weiner. When you are ordering you have to right the number of the titty you want, this makes it simple for them to understand what you want and apparently i can’t even do that right. So I pick the goat (for context the number for goat was 15 and the number for ass was 16) I had never seen goat before and was feeling very adventurous tonight, I have also never eaten ass either so I was setting myself up for disaster. My 15 must have blended itself into a 16.
As the waiter brings me my ass I was on a call and really had to pay attention to what my friend was telling me so I didn’t focus on what the waiter said that this ass was ready to be eaten and just thanked him. I mindlessly turned my heat and went to town. As I am eating I am getting this euphoric sort of feeling, I had never expected goat (now knowing ASS) to be so amazing, i loved every single mouthful and was contemplating coming back tomorrow to try it again. As I went up to pay I thanked the waiter for such an unforgettable meal (now in more ways then one) and that the goat was amazing. He pauses processing my payment and squints at me, he goes on and says that I had just eaten ass. I look and say that he was wrong and the goat was delicious. I think back and realise how stupid I was and that there was no way that could have been goat. I kind of froze for a while and questioned my life and my faith while other people waited to pay. The worst part is I want to try that again so bad.