You should park in front of your competition with a free shuttle bus and free drink coupons :)
Michael, Michael. I’m way ahead of that. I send my wife and one of her sexy girlfriends over to the competition. They have a couple of drinks at the bar and then show up half an hour later at our place with a gaggle of horny drunk guys in tow. That has actually been my most effective market tool. Whoring MrsBooBill out.
So, here’s my gross story.
When my son was about 2 years old we had an apartment with a loft bed. Basically a bunk bed with only an upper bunk. My home office occupied the space under it. Great space saving feature for a small New York apartment.
One night I was watching TV in the living room and my wife, who had gone to bed with our son, called me. “I think the baby is going to throw up.” I rushed into the bedroom to the ladder for the bed, arms up and asked her to pass him down quickly. I sure didnt want him to get sick up there.
Sure enough, as soon as she got him over the edge and into my outstretched hands he let loose. I got it from head to toe.
I’m usually pretty squeamish about vomit. I will do anything to avoid doing it myself and will gag if I see someone else puking. This didn’t faze me though. I knew then that I was cut out for this fatherhood thing.
Last night I asked for more white male friends, because I seem to not have any.
Were all dubbed my white male friends from twitter/tumblr at approximately 11:28am this morning.
I DUB THEE HONORARY WHITE MALE FRIENDS. *Puts cock on each of their shoulders*
I’m going to have to have all your real names, cock size, penis pics, social security, and favorite colors asap. Thank you, new white friends. Time to hang out with you and seem successful.
So pleased to make your acquaintance. I suggest a meeting, over cocktails if possible, where the four of us may exchange the pertinent information.