My words taste good... Needs salt, though.

Apr 04, 2006 13:00

Well, at the expense of losing cool points, I'll come clean.

I went to the see the male strippers. But look, it wasn't on my dime! I refused to pay for it! My friends actually paid my way--tip money included--just to get me to go. So I said to myself, "Dah well, why the hell not? It'll make for some great jokes later." It turned out not to be a strip club, but an all-male revue featuring men from all around the East Coast.

And in my defense, I didn't enjoy ANY 90% of it!

I won't go into detail, but there were two of them who were undeniably sexy.

But listen, I did learn two important lessons that I think everyone should remember. So, if I've lost anyone's respect with this post, hopefully I will earn it back by sharing these nuggets of wisdom.

Lesson One: There is nothing gayer than a man in cowboy chaps and a thong dancing to Laffy Taffy.

Lesson Two: Always wash your hands after dealing with money. You never know, people; that cash in your hand might have been in someone's 'taint the night before.

They should put those tidbits in an "NBC: The More You Know" commercial.

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