Midget dancers at the strip club.
As soon as I heard it, my mind just boggled. At first, I couldn't think in complete thoughts.
"Wha.... "You mean.... "It can't just...."
Then my first complete thought, "I MUST GO!"
You must know by now that a strip club is not my cup of tea. Especially one that caters to straight men. Anyhoo, I wasn't going to go for the boobies or the wahoos.
Need reasons to go?
Reason 1) I've never been to a 'gentlemen's club.' I'm all for experiential living. There are some opportunities one should just not let pass by. If you get the chance,
- Sky dive
- Bungee jump
- Ride the elephant
- Go to a strip club to see diminutive dancers
- Taunting - "Guess what I did last Friday."
- Dropping smart bombs - "Oh yes, they have that kind of pool table at the strip club and . . ." "Wait, what were you doing at a strip club?"
- Blurting out - "OH MY GAWD ! I JUST SAW . . ."
So now you know what I did last Friday, but you don't have an account of the evening. This is just a small teaser of an evening that is still burned into my mind's eye.
Be patient, my pretties, I will write about it soon.
3 comments:
Patience is not my forte however I appreciate the teaser and look for to the scintillating tale.
I'm reading top to bottom, wondering what our dear Poison Ivy is doing at a strip club? Then I come to this entry--dancing midgets! Of course, what else? I'd pay to see that, too and I might just let the Mr. come along, too! ;o)
I promise, I'll get to the rest of the evening.
Be patient my pets.
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