Afternoon Tonic: Berzerk-Beating Bikini Babe at Brooklyn’s Barcade
7 Comments Published by Joel January 30th, 2007 in Beer, Games, Tonic, Women. Share This
Football as a theme has been more fun than I anticipated and we haven’t even gotten into the party planning yet. Still, something feels off-kilter—too much sweaty, heaving men on the cold field of battle—but that’s nothing a hot, videogame-playing chick can’t fix. I don’t know who you are, lady, but I want you to know I really get the statement you’re making and I respect your brave aesthetic choice. I would also like to touch your rump.
Another, slightly-less-work-safe shot after the jump. (Yes, this is officially Dethroner’s first cheesecake. I’m so proud!)
Barcade needs more bikini-clad babes.
And Street Fighter II.
Coins detected in pocket!
Roll of quarters detected in shorts!
God in heaven.
PS: Alex wins the thread.
I have her number if you need it, but I am pretty sure that she it taken.
Aren’t they all, though?
Taken? Remember, no matter how hot she is, someone is sick and tired of dealing with her $h1t. At least that’s what I keep telling myself.
Oh, and in times of desperation when you’re awestruck and twitterpated by a completely unattainable woman (i.e. best-bud’s wife) I’ve heard it said that all you have to do is stare at her nostrils for an extended period. Supposedly completely turns you off.
Didn’t work for me. Gave me nostril fantasies.