Just felt like gettin' some

I left my old job on a Friday, got my five months of severance and unused vacation time, and was starting a new gig on a Monday. During the weekend in between, it's safe to say that I needed to blow off some steam and could afford to pay for the privilege. I hit up the Jewel Box because I knew there'd be a minimum of blah blah blah and a maximum of action. And that's precisely what I got, to the mutual satisfaction of both myself and the adequately cute service provider with the generous curves.

So that's what I do at the Jewel Box. I hit it when I'm lookin' to hit it, ya hear?