Girls' Night Out

A blonde, a brunette and a red head, walk into a bar…sounds like the beginning of a joke, but I call it the “Charlie’s Angel’s Effect.”  There’s something about the combination that just draws in all sorts of nuts.

My two friends and I decided to have a girls’ night out at our old hangout.  Now that we all live around the corner from each other, it was a bit of a drive to get to our old haunt.  We figured it was worth it for old times’ sake and we weren’t disappointed.

The same familiar bartender was there and we had our usual munchies while we chatted and enjoyed catching up with each other.  We laughed and talked about all sorts of private girl stuff. Sorry I can’t be more specific, but what’s said there; stays there!

Toward the end of the evening, a young, buff guy decided to sit down in our booth and shoot the breeze with us.  He had us laughing our butts off with his blatant talk about women, sex and the male perspective.  He was 24-years-old and we teased him mercilessly for sitting down at a table full of ‘old women.’  

His equally young and hot friend came over and joined us too.  They entertained us with their candid talk about their side job... they were male strippers!  Could this night get any stranger?

We had an absolute blast talking to those young guys.  Not only were they good to look at, but their honesty and openness made for very interesting conversation.  We enjoyed their playful flirting and loved their comments about older women doing it best.  It was a great ego boost for us ‘old ladies.’

At the end of the evening, the three of us left laughing and smiling a lot more than when we first arrived.  We had come for a night out and a chance to unwind.  We enjoyed some male appreciation and harmless flirting; not bad for our first girls’ night out in ages.  Guess we still ‘got it’ girls!