Plundering the Ambassador Hotel
When you’re in a relationship, it’s important to occasionally surprise your significant other with gifts in order to get them to touch your naughty bits show them that you care. As I mentioned previously, it was Judy’s birthday last week and so this past Saturday I put my reservations about the Disney corporation aside and we went to Tokyo Disneyland to celebrate.
Being the awesome boyfriend that I am (”haha, you wish” says Judy), I decided to make the event extra special by reserving a room at the Disney Ambassador Hotel. This took a bit of forethought and planning on my part as the hotel is booked solid months in advance, but it was definitely worth it just to see the smile on her face and the excitement in her eyes (awww . . . gagpukepissshit).
Of course, on any occasion when one stays at a nice hotel, it is obligatory to leave with as much complimentary crap as one can carry. This time was no exception, and as an added bonus, everything came in extremely cute packaging. My only regret is that we didn’t bring a larger suitcase.
Behold, the loot:

Unfortunately, in order to pay for last weekend’s festivities, I’ve been forced to whore myself out on the streets of Tokyo. Interested parties please inquire within. Me love you long time.





