The Wall is an amazing high movie, thank you to whoever suggested it. You rock.
It's both random and structured, purposeful but indirect. The two flowers fucking was incredibly erotic. I've never wanted to be inside her like I imagined when those flowers connected.
And the bad girls were awesome. The blow job for the security guard -- his face looked just like me in VIP. And the topless lap dance, followed by the slow erotic way she sucked his fingers. Damn. And so much random weird shit, the kind that the high mind grasps hold of and somehow understands.
Surprisingly I followed the plot, shocked to find that my mind could process the plot. I watched that movie 20 years ago and had no idea what the fuck was going on. Now I understand.
Nothing like the Wall and stripper supplied weed.
Sounds like an amazing night John! I'm jealous, in a brilliant way;)