Sex and the Biggest Sausage Fest

Every man, at least those who have steady girlfriends, cherishes the the guys night out. This isn't necessarily because the guy is in a miserable relationship, but face it women, a man needs some alone time with his friends. This Friday was officially the day for the guys night out. Why is that, you might ask? 4 words my friends, "Sex and the City." Yes thats right, the Sex and the City movie came out this Friday and every person who has a vagina is off waiting on line to watch it.

There was a funny thing about waiting online for the movie. Women were flocked from all over the country to watch the it, and they didn't spare any expense in doing so. Women stood there like herds of cattle, all dressed up in their Sunday best, as if they were going to the fucking prom. Yes, the prom (equipped with large ruffled, foo-foo dresses), Women even went as far as sneaking in red wine by the case loads to have a little night cap to better set the mood for the movie.

So in the end what did this all mean for the guys night out? ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!

Why?..

Because every damn women was watching Sex and the City, thats why. Which meant a global infestation of sausage through out the bars and clubs. I don't even think the Feast of San Gennaro has as much sausage as the bars did that night.

If there was any sign of perfume and nails, they either didn't get the memo or saw the sneak preview the night before. Either way, they walked out. Who the fuck wants to be the only women in the bar with a thousand males primed to stare and drool because it's guys night out. You wanna know who were the smart people that night -the bastards who thought of the genius idea to by a ticket to Sex and the City, thats who.