here are the much anticipated pictures i took with my cheesy phone camera yesterday. sorry the pics are so mackled…
the flyer:
yep, mom and I went to a father’s day celebration yesterday where she lives. there are maybe 200 ? women and 20 ? men living there. the nerf football toss, the velcro golf ball game and the "manly" snacks were ridiculously funny, but the belly dancer was just downright HoT.
here she is asking me to be her guinea pig dance student:
(notice the dollar bill in her waistband. well, one old lady ran up and shoved one in MY waistband while i made a fool of myself. too, too funny.)
here’s joe. take a gander at his shirt pocket. he had a couple dozen dollar bills to start with and of course walked out with none.
everyone had a hoot. she’d shake her hips REAL fast to make it difficult to get the bills in, which just meant they’d get to touch her for longer. (I wonder what else got longer?)
notice the nerf footballs on the table and the quarterback toss game hanging in the background. Even the guys in wheelchairs tried that one, but I never saw anyone get the football in the hole. (bad pun intended.)
this old guy spent 2 solid minutes 6 inches away from her HUGE chest while she balanced the sword on his head. Fred kept yelling, “don’t move! don’t move your eyes!.” (i’m kinda surprised he didn’t have a heart attack, myself.)
that’s fred on the right, mom in the foreground. i really wish i had taken a better picture of fred. He’s about 400 lbs and one of the nicest, happiest guys i’ve ever met.
here’s the back of fred’s go-cart:
Check out this old guy’s smile. i don’t remember his name. i always pretend he’s a retired sea captain from nova scotia. the belly dancer musta thought he was cute, too. she kept goin over to him even though he never gave her any money. He’d just sit there and GRIN.
this guy kept walking up real close to her, staring, not saying a word. he must have been led back to his seat 10 times…kinda creepy, but not really. (the guy in the wheelchair to the right has cerebral palsy and is younger than i am. more about him a minute.)
and that’s the Velcro golf challenge in the background. they used a pitching wedge from about 10 feet away. people would ooh and ahh whenever somebody actually got it to stick.
the young, cp dude would wheel himself over and whisper something to her every so often. Once she balanced the sword on his head, the other times she’d *dance* with him…he’d move his chair about 2 inches back and forth, back and forth and she’d shake her stuff right up next to him.
this is dave. I believe he spent even more $$ than joe did…
all in all it was a wacky father’s day. and no, I did NOT keep the dollar bill. i HANDED it to the dancer. i wouldn’t lie to you.
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