doing a couples massage yesterday with another therapist in adjoining rooms, and our victims were curly and his wife. i knew it would be good when i told them they had to take off their clothes and get face down under the sheet, but they could leave on their underpants if they wanted, and curly said, underware?, whats that? they said it was the 1st massage for them, but curly seemed to know a lot about a lot and asked a 100 questions about the business, and answered his own questions. it was a talkathon. after every 4th question, hes ask his wifes approval, and she would start to talk about food. they said they lived in s. fla., by way of georgia. nothin like a couple of good ole folks from georgia talkin that southern drawl. anyway, 10 minutes into the massage curlys clock alarm phone goes off and starts singing/talking what i can only describe as hillbilly rap, sort of like the backwoods deliverance boys meet snoop dog. damn, says curly, must be 3 oclock! after a fully minute of this, im looking at the other therapist and were quite amused. didnt phase mr and mrs. more food talk, last nite she says, weese went to curves and had them damn good chicken wings. so, i joined in. curves? isnt that where women work out? no no, says curly. curs. they got girls in bikinis bring ya wings. so i say, well, theres a good business idea. curves selling chicken wings while you work out. 10 minute workout, you get 2 wings. this seemed to please the couple and we all started laughing, and we had a food discussion about grease, chickens, girls in bikinis, and how to turn a spa business into a fast food joint. just then, curlys alarm goes off again......welcome to the high class world of florida massage..........
Posted on: Sun, 24 Nov 2013 13:10:03 +0000
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