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Monday, August 29, 2005

Mile High Club

Image hosted by Photobucket.com Denver is known as the Mile High City, 5280 feet above sea level. That's their claim to fame. Don't wanna burst your bubbles, but Jozi is at 6000 feet, googled it just to make sure. But anyway, the numbers "5280" are used everywhere, pretty much as a branding and logo.

I asked a pretty young lass on the flight in if she would help me join the Mile High Club, she was "Sure, here's an application form, I work for the...." Zzzzzzzz. Obviously we weren't on the "same page".

Image hosted by Photobucket.com But on Friday night we went and crawled the streets Lodo's (lower downtown), for hotspot. Popped in and out of a couple pubs, but ended in the kickest Mile High Club ever. Bash - an authentic hip-hop club, complete with gangstas, guns and G-Unit! Got searched twice at the entrance, once at the bar and at the entrance to the dance floor.

Never have you seen such grinding before. Ain't nothing like grinding an Odds skank. Here, after the song is over, you both light up, the girl wants to cuddle, but all the guy wants is to roll over and sleep.

I'm surprised I got out alive, didn't take too man pics, was worried I'd get 'jacked.