Have the Raymond St bars reopened?
Gentlemen,
I remember that the some of the blow row bars on Raymond St were shut down earlier in the year. The last update from this board (from July) is that only one Raymond st. Bar was open. Have any of the others reopened?
Thanks.
Treasure Island Sad to hear closed
[QUOTE=RubioTonto;1631188]Dunno about Raymond Street, but Treasure Island on Santos Street just closed (owner decision).[/QUOTE]Treasure Island before on fields and after move to Raymond street was always a great time. Sorry to see this one close. Had great time good management and fun girls.
Met deena in front of margauritas
[QUOTE=MarkFalcon33;1627731]All the bars at least check to make sure they are 18, so don't go outside the bar to find pussy. Most of us would not know if a filipina was below 18 or above unless your from there. I'm from states and half look younger than 18, be safe and not slow.[/QUOTE]Just to clear the air a little, I met Deena and another pinay who was not as lovely, so to speak, outside of Margaurita's during my last trip. Deena was the name that the hot little spinner gave me, so maybe they change names occasionally, who knows. The point is, I hit on her hard and heavy and had her coming over to my hotel but then it crossed my mind that maybe I should at least see her I'd. Well much to my chagrin she couldn't produce it and she said she left it at home. So of course me being the freedom lover that I am I had to over ride the impulse to just say wtf and take her to my hotel anyway. I told her to go get it, and hurry back, to which she agreed. Now the problem was that she never got back with me, and stopped answering my texts that evening.
The next day she texted me and was trying to convince me to just let her come over for a tryst, but I was having non of that shit for sure. Things just didn't feel right at all. Call it my street smarts if you will, but I felt like I was being hustled by this comely little wench. The stranger thing was that when we talked in person, she was not to brite, but in her text she had much better language skills, as if someone else was actually doing the texting. Something smelled fishy in ac and it wasn't the fish tacos at margauritas either. I ended up just telling her to stop texting me and I never text her again. I saw her a couple of times after that and all she would do was walk past me like I wasn't there then look over her shoulder and give me a rye smile.
Say what you will but I honestly think that I was saved a lot of grief by listening to my gut feelings and not my dick ramblings. That damn thing wakes me up early every morning with a slap across my face demanding that I get my sorry ass up and go on the beaver hunt LOL its a good thing I have 2 heads or I would be in a heap or hurt.
Anyway I dodged the bullet that time, now hopefully the rest of us will too, thanks to CR. Maybe his story has been a bit embellished but the names have not been changed to protect the guilty.
Good luck pooning and be careful out there it can get a bit sketchy to say the least. LAT.