Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
PUBLIC HEALTH HAZARD---- ASS AND BREATH HAZMAT
Ok.
There is no other way to put this other than, if you have nasty ass and breath please stay outside the strip club?
Or if you do have to rip ass, could you please just take a walk outside?
There is nothing like giving someone a sexy dance, or at least attempting to when you realize someone has shit themselves in the dance area. Or at least their farts smell like a total sewer bed in the summer--- and it's in the dance booth area/lapdance area, with no end in sight. (No pun intended.)
It kind of just lingers there, like LA fog.
It's pretty bad sometimes-- because what can you say to the customer?
"Sorry this dance is so horrible but as you can smell... someone blew up in here."
"Really, that wasn't me."
"Who ever that was needs to stop eating eggs."
Someone shit themselves last night in the club, or at least it smelled like it. During dances, so you know it was someone in that section because that's where the smell was emanating from.
I'm giving this kid a dance and I'm some what near the floor area where it's cooler, and where their general crotch area is, and I stand up and I smell sewer-ass. I can't even breathe, and 2 seconds later I think the customer can smell it too. There is an unspoken connection that human beings have when they smell other people's body odors. It's like, we both acknowledged the fart, --although we smell't it neither of us dealt it, y'know?
It doesn't have to be blamed on the customer, some girls could have blown it up back there too.
It's just gross.
And you know what I'm talking about, cause it happens in regular clubs and public places all the time.
People just walk by and blow cheese as they walk by because they know the trail will be left behind them, and then you're stuck with smelling raunchy ass.
It's like 'fart terrorism'.
Someone blows themselves up, and is gonna destroy anything in the path!
It's gotten so bad one time, that the DJ had got on the mic and basically said
"Whoever that is, buddy you're killing us in here, can you just step outside if you're gonna be farting like that.
Please, and hurry it up, it fucking stinks in here!"
Something really you never hear at the strip joint, but it has happened.
And this whole thing, with the BO and stuff, yeah, it happens. It happens to me but after a bunch of dancing, guess what, you do sweat. I do. I'm not saying I smell like roses all the time, because I don't. I just try not to make it a public health hazard.
Ok, for you guys that don't have much hygiene going on at all.
Well, there's nothing like saying
"Hi. I don't shower."
Without actually saying it.If you ate shrimp a few days ago and it's still hanging around in your beard like decorations on a Christmas tree, I'm probably not gonna ask you for a dance. Don't care how much money you have. In fact, don't ask me either, because I can't do it.
Oh, and the burping and sour stomach radiation-- this is an instant kill.
The atom bomb of breath.
If you happen to burp in my face, and you have the smell of sour stomach, or dog diarrhea from your mouth area, it makes me want to instantly puke in your face. I totally don't want to dance for you. Nope.
They do make such things as mints, gum, flavored toothpicks, mouthwash, toothbrushes, toothpaste, and more to basically take care of offensive mouth hazmat.
Please be courteous and turn away from the unsuspecting person/dancer and burp.
I beseech you.
There is nothing worse than a half way decent guy burping in your face,
and then him smelling like hot sidewalk trash
on a humid, 90 degree day.
Oh, and smokers. Ha. Yeah.
The thing is it's fine if you smoke, and you don't smell like it, or very little nicotine smell, that's ok.
If you smell like the ashtray from your grandmothers 1974 stationwagon that she used as her personal
puff mobile, I can't talk to you.
I think that just about covers it. If there is anything else, I will have to add it, that's all.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
What have I learned about strippers by watching Bravo Channel.
For the first time, ever, I watched Orange County Housewives on Bravo. And what I realized is that, on any given day, in any given club..... the strippers I have worked with behave better when totally drunk than these women.
I think, they went out and found the most obnoxious, ridiculous, superficial women on Earth, and put them on a show to make ratings. And for that, bravo Bravo!
And the whole time, people thought STRIPPERS were the most obnoxious ridiculous superficial women on Earth!
Who knew?
I think, they went out and found the most obnoxious, ridiculous, superficial women on Earth, and put them on a show to make ratings. And for that, bravo Bravo!
And the whole time, people thought STRIPPERS were the most obnoxious ridiculous superficial women on Earth!
Who knew?
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Make sure you keep watching American Idol or Dancing with the Stars
Because, nobody would ever want you to look at this.
Why would they want you to see THIS when they can ream burger ads down your throat and then weight loss ads after that?
Why would you want to know about the 'reality of war' when you can just watch the 'reality of Jersey Shore'?
Why DJ Paulie and that Snooky... they have the best tans!
Brief Interruption: Not brought to you by McDonalds or Jenny Craig.
(Seriously folks. Let's take some of the money spend on blowing up other countries and rebuilding them at the cost of taxpayers in the USA, and use it to fix the fucking potholes that plague the streets here. My car is beat up from slamming the fucking potholes in every fucking city I drive through! But, that doesn't matter, because we need to catch the terrorists and build roads in Iraq.)
(Oh, how about 'pressing 1 for English' and getting India? Seriously.
Do I have to rant and go on and on again?
Apparently, because NOBODY GETS IT YET.)
Here sits a son, with his mother. They're hugging. You can see this guy of 22 years old has half a head.
Yep. That's right. Only HALF A HEAD LEFT. Now his mother has to hug her child who had a whole head before signing up for the military. He's back, and he's alive, minus half his head.
And every time I meet young guys in the club who are joining the military for college, I ask them why.
WHY?!
Why, would you want to kill other people you know nothing about, or kill yourself, or kill your mom when she has to bury you?
Now, to me, these reasons that are factual don't sound like mature reasons.
Of course at 19 or 20 how mature can you be? (shame on the recruiters here-)
If this is what I'm hearing more than once on more than one occasion, it's got to be fact.
When I get some of these guys, I usually give them a free dance on top of the one they are buying, because
I know I may never see them again, and if I do, they might be in a wheelchair, or on the news because they
died in a country that hates America for occupying their country.
You see how that makes so much sense now? And if you can't-- let me break it down for you.
PROBLEM-REACTION-SOLUTION.
And this is not my formula, it has been used by many, many others before me, so let's just take a gander, shall we?
Problem:
People cannot get jobs after graduating high school, therefore going to college is not an option because they can't pay for it. They also can't afford a place to live, hence that job thing again!
All our jobs have been outsourced to India and other countries that will work for shit money instead of hiring someone here and having to pay them a bit more than minimum wage. God forbid you actually treat your workers better than average. Well, they do-- but only if you work for AIG and other places that produce ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.
These same people who can't get jobs or go to college find a 'hero' when a military man walks up to them and promises them the world, travel, college, money, and a place to live! Just sign your life away on the dotted line.
Oh, and if you die, your mom gets a FREE FLAG!
I think you can see where the REACTION AND SOLUTION PART slithered in.......
This is not a rant against hardworking soldiers.
These soldiers follow a chain of command.
They are the worker ants and cannot ever question authority.
How convenient considering all the wars we are fighting right now are questionable!
So, the next time someone approaches you about joining the military, and doing the right thing, think about this guy, who probably will spend the rest of his life drooling on his mother. He might never get married. He might never do anything, he might never even get to jerk off ever again with that extensive brain damage.
Remember to question every authority you can before you sign up to fight a war that is expensive in money, but expensive in life as well. The war in Iraq is indeed questionable. The war in Afghanistan is questionable.
The amount of money spend at the cost of our country, and the cost of the average solder who is going to go there and come back all fucked up being mind or body or both. With some legs blown off from an IUD,
or some nasty disease, or just suicidal. Remember, you are the worker ant. You have no say. You will do what you are told when you are told, for the benefit of who ever is in charge and whatever agenda they may have. That is all. Is this man a hero? Does he feel like one? Will we ever know? What does his mother say to herself every time she looks at him?
Probably that she should have never let him sign up. As a mother, that's what I'd say.
If nobody was around to fight, there would be no war.
I know oil is expensive, but do we really have to pay in blood?
I'm fed up to the ears with old men dreaming up wars for young men to die in.
George McGovern
If we don't end war, war will end us.
H. G. Wells
If it's natural to kill, how come men have to go into training to learn how?
Joan Baez
Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die.
Herbert Hoover
The politicians create wars, and the military fights them. Nobody wins.
http://open.salon.com/blog/david_cox/2010/02/25/the_picture#
Why would they want you to see THIS when they can ream burger ads down your throat and then weight loss ads after that?
Why would you want to know about the 'reality of war' when you can just watch the 'reality of Jersey Shore'?
Why DJ Paulie and that Snooky... they have the best tans!
Brief Interruption: Not brought to you by McDonalds or Jenny Craig.
(Seriously folks. Let's take some of the money spend on blowing up other countries and rebuilding them at the cost of taxpayers in the USA, and use it to fix the fucking potholes that plague the streets here. My car is beat up from slamming the fucking potholes in every fucking city I drive through! But, that doesn't matter, because we need to catch the terrorists and build roads in Iraq.)
(Oh, how about 'pressing 1 for English' and getting India? Seriously.
Do I have to rant and go on and on again?
Apparently, because NOBODY GETS IT YET.)
Here sits a son, with his mother. They're hugging. You can see this guy of 22 years old has half a head.
Yep. That's right. Only HALF A HEAD LEFT. Now his mother has to hug her child who had a whole head before signing up for the military. He's back, and he's alive, minus half his head.
And every time I meet young guys in the club who are joining the military for college, I ask them why.
WHY?!
Why, would you want to kill other people you know nothing about, or kill yourself, or kill your mom when she has to bury you?
The most popular reasons they give me are
"I need money for college."
"I can't get a job."
"I don't want to be a loser."
"I want to do something with my life."
"My dad was in the military."
"I just did it cause it sounded good."
Now, to me, these reasons that are factual don't sound like mature reasons.
Of course at 19 or 20 how mature can you be? (shame on the recruiters here-)
If this is what I'm hearing more than once on more than one occasion, it's got to be fact.
When I get some of these guys, I usually give them a free dance on top of the one they are buying, because
I know I may never see them again, and if I do, they might be in a wheelchair, or on the news because they
died in a country that hates America for occupying their country.
You see how that makes so much sense now? And if you can't-- let me break it down for you.
PROBLEM-REACTION-SOLUTION.
And this is not my formula, it has been used by many, many others before me, so let's just take a gander, shall we?
Problem:
People cannot get jobs after graduating high school, therefore going to college is not an option because they can't pay for it. They also can't afford a place to live, hence that job thing again!
All our jobs have been outsourced to India and other countries that will work for shit money instead of hiring someone here and having to pay them a bit more than minimum wage. God forbid you actually treat your workers better than average. Well, they do-- but only if you work for AIG and other places that produce ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.
These same people who can't get jobs or go to college find a 'hero' when a military man walks up to them and promises them the world, travel, college, money, and a place to live! Just sign your life away on the dotted line.
Oh, and if you die, your mom gets a FREE FLAG!
I think you can see where the REACTION AND SOLUTION PART slithered in.......
This is not a rant against hardworking soldiers.
These soldiers follow a chain of command.
They are the worker ants and cannot ever question authority.
How convenient considering all the wars we are fighting right now are questionable!
So, the next time someone approaches you about joining the military, and doing the right thing, think about this guy, who probably will spend the rest of his life drooling on his mother. He might never get married. He might never do anything, he might never even get to jerk off ever again with that extensive brain damage.
Remember to question every authority you can before you sign up to fight a war that is expensive in money, but expensive in life as well. The war in Iraq is indeed questionable. The war in Afghanistan is questionable.
The amount of money spend at the cost of our country, and the cost of the average solder who is going to go there and come back all fucked up being mind or body or both. With some legs blown off from an IUD,
or some nasty disease, or just suicidal. Remember, you are the worker ant. You have no say. You will do what you are told when you are told, for the benefit of who ever is in charge and whatever agenda they may have. That is all. Is this man a hero? Does he feel like one? Will we ever know? What does his mother say to herself every time she looks at him?
Probably that she should have never let him sign up. As a mother, that's what I'd say.
If nobody was around to fight, there would be no war.
I know oil is expensive, but do we really have to pay in blood?
I'm fed up to the ears with old men dreaming up wars for young men to die in.
George McGovern
If we don't end war, war will end us.
H. G. Wells
If it's natural to kill, how come men have to go into training to learn how?
Joan Baez
Older men declare war. But it is the youth that must fight and die.
Herbert Hoover
The politicians create wars, and the military fights them. Nobody wins.
http://open.salon.com/blog/david_cox/2010/02/25/the_picture#
What can $20 get you today?
http://www.nationalpriorities.org/newsletter/2009/12/11/what-can-20-dollars-buy
You can give to a charitable organization such as
http://www.moveon.org/
or
you can get a lapdance.
You can give to a charitable organization such as
http://www.moveon.org/
or
you can get a lapdance.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
The best thing about this blog
is watching the adsense ads try and keep up with what I'm writing about! What a great piece of real estate for every kind of shopper!
We've got the Mangroomer here, Afroromance, and more.
I come to the blog not everyday but on occasion, and I read the adsense ads and it's so funny! It really does look up the things you write about and match it!
I had some for other razors before and other funny stuff too. It is a trip. I don't think anyone's bought anything yet, but it's still funny.....
We've got the Mangroomer here, Afroromance, and more.
I come to the blog not everyday but on occasion, and I read the adsense ads and it's so funny! It really does look up the things you write about and match it!
I had some for other razors before and other funny stuff too. It is a trip. I don't think anyone's bought anything yet, but it's still funny.....
Friday, February 19, 2010
Dear Tiger,
I forgive you.
Don't worry, your disappointing behaviors really have had no affect on my life other than you're on the damn tv too much.
I don't care how many mistresses you had or who you fucked.
I don't give a shit, really. I don't watch golf either, and it's your business where you drive your balls in for long and deep shots.
I personally don't care about your love life.
Hell, I don't even care about your golf game, buddy. So, don't worry about it.
People have
problems.
Like, problems with say, cancer, and murder, and foreclosure and shit like that-- those little things
that gets everyone's panties in a bunch.
With you it just seems like you got really famous, got a bunch of money, fucked around on your wife, blah blah blah,
you and a bunch of other guys, and guess what? They're not on the news.
Know why?
BECAUSE IT'S NOT NEWS.
Guys have done stuff like this forever.
Nothing against you, personally, Tiger but I really don't care about your infidelities and crap.
I have more important things like
cleaning my house
because I don't have a maid,
but you probably do.
Or my kid who asks me why you are on every single channel
apologizing.
The news and you think to seem we all want to know, but I just want you to know
that I really don't care what you did.
But, your wife probably does.
So can you please get off my tv now?
News channel, please find some ACTUAL NEWS.
There's plenty of it out there.
Thank you.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Life is funny
And if you don't have some type of sense of humor, you'll die.
Not only will you die, you'll die miserable.
I know I'm going to die. We all are.
At least I will die somewhat happy.
And know that I laughed in the face of
despair.
Hurt.
Challenges.
And so on. And I lived.
I truly lived.
I took what was given to me, and
made something out of it.
I may not have done something
so important like
cure cancer,
save the world,
or
build a giant building or something,
but
I did live, and help some people.
I did live, and use my life for joy.
I did live, and love, and use every
second on Earth that I
was given
to
experience what is here.
Good or bad,
for whatever it's worth.
I'm taking it with me when I go.
And I will laugh aloud.
Because life is funny.
Not only will you die, you'll die miserable.
I know I'm going to die. We all are.
At least I will die somewhat happy.
And know that I laughed in the face of
despair.
Hurt.
Challenges.
And so on. And I lived.
I truly lived.
I took what was given to me, and
made something out of it.
I may not have done something
so important like
cure cancer,
save the world,
or
build a giant building or something,
but
I did live, and help some people.
I did live, and use my life for joy.
I did live, and love, and use every
second on Earth that I
was given
to
experience what is here.
Good or bad,
for whatever it's worth.
I'm taking it with me when I go.
And I will laugh aloud.
Because life is funny.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
MY SNATCH IS LIKE A PORCUPINE'S ASS
When I don't shave, that is.
It's like a nuclear power plant or something anyway, with molten lava like heat, but when you add friction-
whoa......
Look out!
But seriously.
If I don't shave for a few days, I can't even walk right because of the friction. And razors aren't cheap!
No- they are not cheap. One pack is like 10 bucks or so!
Even if I wasn't taking my clothes off in a public venue, I'd still have to shave my snatchola.
I can't take the hair.
It feels like a sandpaper porcupine on my genitalia that does a disappearing act every day.
First he's there, and then I pull a magic razor out of my hat, and poof-- he's gone!
True story, folks.
I'll be going to the gym later, and going on the treadmill, so I have to shave first, or else there might be
explosions in town from me splitting the atom with my crotch.
This post has been powered by
the energy from
My Snatch.
It's like a nuclear power plant or something anyway, with molten lava like heat, but when you add friction-
whoa......
Look out!
But seriously.
If I don't shave for a few days, I can't even walk right because of the friction. And razors aren't cheap!
No- they are not cheap. One pack is like 10 bucks or so!
Even if I wasn't taking my clothes off in a public venue, I'd still have to shave my snatchola.
I can't take the hair.
It feels like a sandpaper porcupine on my genitalia that does a disappearing act every day.
First he's there, and then I pull a magic razor out of my hat, and poof-- he's gone!
Would it be called '5 0' clock shadow' even if it's on a place where the sun don't shine?
True story, folks.
I'll be going to the gym later, and going on the treadmill, so I have to shave first, or else there might be
explosions in town from me splitting the atom with my crotch.
This post has been powered by
the energy from
My Snatch.
The Best Thing About
staying up that late at night, is driving home listening to Coast to Coast AM.
As if my night wasn't scary enough, right?
I get to drive home alone, in the dark night, in my little car, by myself, and listen to scary stuff!
As if my night full of over testosteroned scrotebags wasn't enough, I go for MORE!
YESSS!!
(Yes, I'm being mean here for a moment. Wait... ok, it's over.)
No really, if I wasn't up that late I'd never be able to freak myself out on the ride home listening to EVPS,
ghosts, and a lot of other weird shit on that show too. It's a good show.
I do like it. And like I said, if I was not up at that hour trying to get home I'd never even know about it.
So, Coast to Coast, the strippers are listening...... yes, we are.
And no, not all the guys that come into the club are 'overtestosteroned scrotebags.'
I was just being kind of mean, and the correct term and amount is
'broke overtestosteroned scrotebags'
and the approximate number is 62%.
Approximately.
We should address this on a late night talk show or something....
perhaps they're actually aliens in human bodies.
Hmmm....?
As if my night wasn't scary enough, right?
I get to drive home alone, in the dark night, in my little car, by myself, and listen to scary stuff!
As if my night full of over testosteroned scrotebags wasn't enough, I go for MORE!
YESSS!!
(Yes, I'm being mean here for a moment. Wait... ok, it's over.)
No really, if I wasn't up that late I'd never be able to freak myself out on the ride home listening to EVPS,
ghosts, and a lot of other weird shit on that show too. It's a good show.
I do like it. And like I said, if I was not up at that hour trying to get home I'd never even know about it.
So, Coast to Coast, the strippers are listening...... yes, we are.
And no, not all the guys that come into the club are 'overtestosteroned scrotebags.'
I was just being kind of mean, and the correct term and amount is
'broke overtestosteroned scrotebags'
and the approximate number is 62%.
Approximately.
We should address this on a late night talk show or something....
perhaps they're actually aliens in human bodies.
Hmmm....?
So, I was talking to some guys,
What else is new?
And one of their main reasons for cheating on their girlfriends was -- you guessed it.....
BOOZE!
Both of them used that excuse
and then wondered why their girlfriends didn't want them to go out drinking.
And they were ok with that. WTF?
They were over 30 years old, and sounded like they were just called out to recess in kindergarten.
And I'm not gonna blame it all on them, because some of the blame really has to go on the women
who keep dating and fucking them.
It's your fault ladies, if you keep fucking these retards.
Your fault!
Stop dating/fucking them and they might
have to change their retarded ways. Eventually.
Maybe not for you,-- but do the public some good and stop it now, before it's too late-- and
you are knocked up with a little baby retard, with a head shaped like a football, and a keg strapped
to his back at birth. Don't do it. Save yourself.
In fact, save us all from another fucking retard in society
that will use every excuse in the book to do whatever he wants
to whom whoever he wants,
and then blame it on the BOOZE, because it 'was there'.
Save yourself the heartache of being cheated on, so you don't have to end up on Maury, and take a lie detector for your 'baby daddy' to get you some child support.
He's not going to marry you, he's always gonna cheat on you, because of the booze,
( and any other convenient excuse)
and he's not even that good looking anyway.
It's not like his hygiene is exceptional or anything or his penis is that big either.
SO,
just back away before it even starts. For real ladies. You can do better.
And if you don't believe that
well, you'll get exactly these kinds of guys.
Insensitive, over testosteroned, uber sports fan, misogynistic, bad hygiene, think the world belongs to them kind of guys, yuk!
And what's even more sad, is in society, this behavior is rewarded,
and it's also rewarded every time you fuck them!!
My question is, why?
Why do it?
And for those guys, they'll just never know how fucking ridiculous they are, because someone keeps fucking them, so as long as they still get laid, they'll think it's ok to just keep acting like total retards.
And no, I don't hate guys, I just dislike the retards.
And ladies, please, stop fucking them.
You'll do the world a favor.
And one of their main reasons for cheating on their girlfriends was -- you guessed it.....
BOOZE!
Both of them used that excuse
and then wondered why their girlfriends didn't want them to go out drinking.
And they were ok with that. WTF?
They were over 30 years old, and sounded like they were just called out to recess in kindergarten.
And I'm not gonna blame it all on them, because some of the blame really has to go on the women
who keep dating and fucking them.
It's your fault ladies, if you keep fucking these retards.
Your fault!
Stop dating/fucking them and they might
have to change their retarded ways. Eventually.
Maybe not for you,-- but do the public some good and stop it now, before it's too late-- and
you are knocked up with a little baby retard, with a head shaped like a football, and a keg strapped
to his back at birth. Don't do it. Save yourself.
In fact, save us all from another fucking retard in society
that will use every excuse in the book to do whatever he wants
to whom whoever he wants,
and then blame it on the BOOZE, because it 'was there'.
Save yourself the heartache of being cheated on, so you don't have to end up on Maury, and take a lie detector for your 'baby daddy' to get you some child support.
He's not going to marry you, he's always gonna cheat on you, because of the booze,
( and any other convenient excuse)
and he's not even that good looking anyway.
It's not like his hygiene is exceptional or anything or his penis is that big either.
SO,
just back away before it even starts. For real ladies. You can do better.
And if you don't believe that
well, you'll get exactly these kinds of guys.
Insensitive, over testosteroned, uber sports fan, misogynistic, bad hygiene, think the world belongs to them kind of guys, yuk!
And what's even more sad, is in society, this behavior is rewarded,
and it's also rewarded every time you fuck them!!
My question is, why?
Why do it?
And for those guys, they'll just never know how fucking ridiculous they are, because someone keeps fucking them, so as long as they still get laid, they'll think it's ok to just keep acting like total retards.
And no, I don't hate guys, I just dislike the retards.
And ladies, please, stop fucking them.
You'll do the world a favor.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Strippers Sue Club
http://www.masslive.com/news/index.ssf/2010/02/strippers_sue_5_western_mass_n.html
The best thing about this article is the comments.
Strippers don't make $800 bucks a night anymore, for just stripping.
People are so ignorant. SO ignorant.
Strippers have not made that kind of money in over two presidencies.
Nobody was blowing Bush, or his father.
Nobody has had that kind of loot.....
But if ignorance is bliss, they must be very happy people.
The best thing about this article is the comments.
Strippers don't make $800 bucks a night anymore, for just stripping.
People are so ignorant. SO ignorant.
Strippers have not made that kind of money in over two presidencies.
Nobody was blowing Bush, or his father.
Nobody has had that kind of loot.....
But if ignorance is bliss, they must be very happy people.
Cockgrinding is an art form. Really.
I'd like to say.
If you can rub a guy's crotch and within 7- 12 minutes help him jizz himself without actually touching him, then that right there is talent.
Not all guys, but a lot of them come* into the club looking for a little stress release.
We call it
"Get Off Night"
For everybody else, that is Tuesdays, and Sundays.
Seriously, folks. Guys have it SOOOO good.
They can walk in to a nudie bar, have a drink, get a few dances, jizz themselves, and then go home like nothing ever happened.
How great is THAT? All done in UNDER AN HOUR.
And for all you people who want to know the secret of our Johnny Come Latelys* (or earlys depending how you look at it) it's best to come* in at a weird hour. 7-8-9 PM that's a good time, as it's kind of slow on the weekends during those hours.
Or anytime, on Sundays or Tuesdays. Your best bet is to have the dances when there aren't a lot of people getting them. This ensures the bouncer won't come* over every two minutes* and ruin 'naughty time'.
Those are almost the best kind of customers. Almost.
They're easy to deal with, and fun, and they are willing to pay you in cash.
As long as the Oscar Myer Wiener stays in it's package, we're good!
Here's a little tribute to all my Johnny Come* Latelys with a video from Lonely Island.
I'll be shaking my ass once again tonight, so I'd like to say a little prayer
Dear God.
Please send guys into the club that have money tonight.
And that are willing to part with it, easily.
Please send the jerk offs to another club.
Because I don't have the patience today.
I want my ideal customers tonight, so
I can pay my mortgage, and feed my kid this week.
Please help me be the ultimate cocktease
and make a pile of money,
so I don't have to go on food stamps.
Oh, and PS, keep the wiggers out tonight too.
They don't have shit.
Thanks, God.
I know you're the only man that's got my back.
Please send guys into the club that have money tonight.
And that are willing to part with it, easily.
Please send the jerk offs to another club.
Because I don't have the patience today.
I want my ideal customers tonight, so
I can pay my mortgage, and feed my kid this week.
Please help me be the ultimate cocktease
and make a pile of money,
so I don't have to go on food stamps.
Oh, and PS, keep the wiggers out tonight too.
They don't have shit.
Thanks, God.
I know you're the only man that's got my back.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Bitch, please. You ain't black.
I know color blindness is in fact, a disease. A very serious one at that.
But nobody has really taken a look at what this has done to a lot of the white guys who seem to have it.
It's kind of a new disease, unstudied as of yet called Honkidenyophobia.
Or the dreaded Wiggerscrodeosis.
No matter what you tell these white guys, they just don't know that they aren't black.
Now, if you are one of these guys, don't be alarmed.
You've just been brainwashed by watching too many
MTV videos.
If you have the oversized chains on, the bling, the hat on sideways, the grill, and some how, it just doesn't
look right, YOU MAY BE WHITE.
♫ If it doesn't look right, you may be white...♫
This may shock you at first. However it's best for you to come to the truth at some point. Especially when it comes to women.
Especially strippers.
We laugh the second we see you coming in.
And going back out.
Cause you got the 'bling' but you don't have the $20 USD for a lapdance.
If you can afford the shit that's on your teeth, you can afford a dance.
If not, you may want to indeed take your broke ass home.
If you are over 20, you may need to change your look immediately, or else suffer the consequences of looking like this guy.
And as far as I know, the mall has no stores yet called
"FOREVER WIGGER"
And again, if you think this turns women on, especially those you may want to someday have sex with,
please, think again. Save yourself while you can.
Because,
Bitch, please! You ain't black.
But nobody has really taken a look at what this has done to a lot of the white guys who seem to have it.
It's kind of a new disease, unstudied as of yet called Honkidenyophobia.
Or the dreaded Wiggerscrodeosis.
No matter what you tell these white guys, they just don't know that they aren't black.
Now, if you are one of these guys, don't be alarmed.
You've just been brainwashed by watching too many
MTV videos.
If you have the oversized chains on, the bling, the hat on sideways, the grill, and some how, it just doesn't
look right, YOU MAY BE WHITE.
♫ If it doesn't look right, you may be white...♫
This may shock you at first. However it's best for you to come to the truth at some point. Especially when it comes to women.
Especially strippers.
We laugh the second we see you coming in.
And going back out.
Cause you got the 'bling' but you don't have the $20 USD for a lapdance.
If you can afford the shit that's on your teeth, you can afford a dance.
If not, you may want to indeed take your broke ass home.
If you are over 20, you may need to change your look immediately, or else suffer the consequences of looking like this guy.
And as far as I know, the mall has no stores yet called
"FOREVER WIGGER"
And again, if you think this turns women on, especially those you may want to someday have sex with,
please, think again. Save yourself while you can.
Because,
Bitch, please! You ain't black.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
HAVE YOU SEEN THIS CHOAD?
THIS GUY has been filming women in all different compromising positions without their permission, then posting the films online for some time now.
He had been in California and Nevada filming unsuspecting women in peep shows and in hotel rooms for the site
XHAMSTER.
This is his profile.
http://xhamster.com/user/DA5150
This is what he looks like.
He finds women on CRAIGSLIST (no way!)
http://geo.craigslist.org/iso/us/nv
http://losangeles.craigslist.org/
Tells people where they went to school, and so on.
I am sure as well as exploiting the women, the clubs must have a NO FILM policy, nevermind
the expectation of privacy factor. I am sure those establishments will love to hear about this guy, and
of course the hosting site will be also held responsible for their content.
You may take a look at these videos, however besides being allegedly illegally obtained (heard from STRIPPERWEB) his fat gut and tiny choad dick are real turn offs. There really IS nothing to see here.
Please watch out for this guy, as he carries his camera in a bag, and then undoes the bag to film.
Just a friendly warning to all those that may encounter this person.
He had been in California and Nevada filming unsuspecting women in peep shows and in hotel rooms for the site
XHAMSTER.
This is his profile.
http://xhamster.com/user/DA5150
This is what he looks like.
He finds women on CRAIGSLIST (no way!)
http://geo.craigslist.org/iso/us/nv
http://losangeles.craigslist.org/
Tells people where they went to school, and so on.
I am sure as well as exploiting the women, the clubs must have a NO FILM policy, nevermind
the expectation of privacy factor. I am sure those establishments will love to hear about this guy, and
of course the hosting site will be also held responsible for their content.
You may take a look at these videos, however besides being allegedly illegally obtained (heard from STRIPPERWEB) his fat gut and tiny choad dick are real turn offs. There really IS nothing to see here.
Please watch out for this guy, as he carries his camera in a bag, and then undoes the bag to film.
Just a friendly warning to all those that may encounter this person.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
SOMEBODY THINK OF THE CHILDREN!
Itty bitty titty committee banned in the AU.
http://www.somebodythinkofthechildren.com/australia-bans-small-breasts/
http://www.somebodythinkofthechildren.com/australia-bans-small-breasts/
The Blackwater Gun Salesmen
My experience with these two guys, cocky, and somewhat handsome men sitting at the rail.
Dressed in fine clothing, smelled good, well groomed.
The usual players. But not. I came over and said hello to them. They seemed very interested in me, so we talked a bit and I asked them what they did.
"Uh".
No response.
Right away I knew. They were 'blackwater boys'.
I said it aloud.
"BLACKWATER."
"How did you know that?"
One of them said with amazement.
It didn't matter how I knew, but that I knew.
I said
"I'm one of those."
"Those" meaning, I can pick up on people quite easily and I have that weirdness ability going on.
I didn't want to get into it.
As they didn't want to get into what they did.
However,
$60.00 and a few drinks later, one of them, the better looking one said that he needed a few more jobs to
afford the VIP room.
He said I had to learn how to:
":point with your finger and press the button:"
"It's a good living."
In other words, shoot people.
For every person they shot, they'd get $200.
Not sure if I believed them, and then one of them handed me his work business card.
'Smith&Wesson.'
'Ok.'
I said. Yep.
Here it was.
And besides, the more the guys drink the more honest they become for some reason, or they just don't give a fuck. Probably a bit of both.
They haggled about the prices of VIP, and said it wasn't even that much in Vegas.
And, their friend got arrested by the FBI for no reason.
"Waa!"
I thought, and I'm sure there was a reason. The FBI doesn't arrest people for playing fucking checkers.
I said
"This ain't Vegas, and they can charge you however much they want to charge- if they're the only business in town!"
They asked me to 'come to Maui' probably 16 times. I asked why, and they said they were taking a nice trip for fun and sun.
I had wondered if I was a gun salesman or a killer, perhaps I'd be going on vacation instead of contemplating food stamps at this point in time.
On another note I couldn't kill anyone for $200.00. I can't even give a hand job for $200.00, never mind take someone's life.
Needless to say, I didn't make it to the VIP room with them.
They grabbed some bitch that looked like a dwarf instead.
Probably because the Universe knew,
and maybe I knew I could never take money made by murder.
Maybe I have before, but I didn't realize it at the time.
And, it is true, what you don't know, won't hurt you.
I guess I'll be applying for my food stamps this week too.
If this doesn't make you cry, you are a robot.
Blackwater's Youngest Victim
http://www.thenation.com/doc/20100215/scahill
Writing my book
Simply entitled STRIPPER, will be a smorgasbord of funny, weird, true, and strange stories. I don't know if I will add photos, or not.
The more photos I add, the more I will have to charge you to buy it, because it will cost me more to make.
And, if there aren't any photos, you can actually say you read it for the articles. ;)
The more photos I add, the more I will have to charge you to buy it, because it will cost me more to make.
And, if there aren't any photos, you can actually say you read it for the articles. ;)
Friday, January 29, 2010
Priorities, Unemployment, and the Trickle Down Stripper Factor
As you may know, in this country we spend excessive amounts of money to fight wars.
The War on Terrorism, for instance is just like the War on Drugs, and just like the generic WAR ON _______ (place noun there) it's generally just a nuisance and costs more money to fight this 'war'-- and gets us nowhere. Do we ever really win?
I don't think we do.
Back to the 'gets us nowhere' part. Yes, it gets us, meaning 'us'- the average American nowhere, but if you look at war-profiteering companies like Haliburton, and others, they actually get somewhere. Billions of dollars of somewhere- to be exact. 'Rich' is their destination, and for us, eh, not so much.
It certainly doesn't get the soldiers anywhere, other than deployed and then dead.
(Hopefully not, but it does happen.) My time in the club tells me that most of these young guys join the military because they 'can't get a job', or 'don't want to be a loser', or 'need money for college'. None have ever told me they 'want to fight a war' or 'kill people'. Not one. It always revolves around a job/money/college/not being a loser issue.
Priorities, priorities!
Mkay, now let's go back to the part about getting a job. Any young/old person in this country should technically be able to get one. And then be able to afford some type of education.... But, that's not happening. Most people are actually losing their jobs, and getting laid off, and so on. Some people have spent thousands on education to do their jobs, and are finding out there aren't any. Now they're stuck with loans they can't pay back. (This might ring a bell as right now the US owes 800- Billion dollars to China.) Regular people are losing their jobs, and then losing their homes too. And for the most part, MOST, if NONE of this is ANY of their faults.
PRIORITIES, PRIORITIES, PEOPLE!
Then, what happens is, the government sides with the BANKS who then take the homes of the TAXPAYERS that are essentially funding wars that cost too much money,and rack up debt for the United States, and then those people end up living with their parents, or already do*. (since their aging parents don't have jobs now, or can't retire due to their 401k shitting the bed, or some reason along that line.)
But alas, Uncle Sam wants you to pay up! For one I don't want to owe anyone anything, never mind 800 billion to China. I did not have part in creating the debt but my kids have to pay it back? How does that work, exactly?
Priorities?
My theory is that if you are not directly involved with a war profiteering group like a Haliburton, or a gun company, or a Blackwater, or just a guy in the military, you will either be out of a job/homeless/broke or severely struggling, like we all are now. Sometimes those who find a different calling can succeed, and as Americans we are resilient. But how long can we continue to be so, while our government obviously doesn't give two shits about it's own? Iraq and war, socialist healthcare, and all that stuff are the HIGHEST PRIORITY. The Average American, well, we're not really on the 'priority' list.
Where do strippers fit in?
Well, as you can see in the chart I've provided is during an era of Clinton, people actually had money. The Average JOE had money. They had money to spend on fun things like strippers. Strippers were indeed a priority during the Clinton era. Not sure if it's in direct relation to his blow job activity or not, but who knows?
And if guys had money to throw around at naked chicks, they probably had some for the wife and kids too. More family vacations, more visits to the spa, and so on.
Now most customers are coming in, complaining about being broke/laid off/unemployed/ etc. You name it. It doesn't matter the age, even the older guys don't have it. And believe me, there is nothing more offensive to dancers than a troupe of 40 somethings sitting around the club trying to chat us up, but yet having NO MONEY. (You can see photos of this on this blog to be exact.)
PRIORITIES!
Well, if you don't have money, one of the places you SHOULDN'T be is a strip club.*
We understand it's not your fault. But if you don't tip, or buy dances, then WE are UNEMPLOYED as well, so it's a big trickle down effect.
No offense but I don't want to sit and listen to you complain about having no money while I'm at work trying to make some. Can you say 'conundrum'?
Instead, perhaps we should take a good look at who and what is benefiting from all this war/excessive spending/bailouts and so on, Mkay?
People are not in control of their country, it's spending, and their own economy.
This is bad, it's wrong, and for the USA it's a damn shame.
Giving handouts to people that break our laws is another no-no, but our government seems to think that's ok too.
Instead of coming into the strip bar, and complaining to us, look to the people you 'elected into office' to run the show, mkay? Strippers are here to make your night better/ sexually harass you for cash/ listen to your problems/ drink with you for um, cash and so on.
If you don't have a job, it's not our fault. Don't get mad when we ask you for a dance! Write your congressman, senator, and the president. The one who promised
'change'. Ask where the 'bailout' money is, ask the FED why there are no checks and balances, and ask your leaders who line their pockets on the side from lobbyists why all this stuff is going on? Where is the 'change' we were promised?
As it seems today, the only change we have is what's left in our pockets, with some fuzz and an old piece of gum.
I'm an American. I'm a stripper. I'm a citizen. I'm a taxpayer.
I shouldn't have to be THIS BROKE all the time.
There are NO EXCUSES anymore for letting the absolute mess this country is in to perpetuate ANY FURTHER.
My list of priorities.
1. Get out of Iraq and do not spend any more in that country.
2. Get out of Afghanistan, and do not spend any more money in that country.
(no blood for oil)
3. Take all the money we'd be saving, and spend it on AMERICA, to get OUR house in order.
4. If banks are fucking up, DO NOT BAIL THEM OUT. TOO BAD.
If 'MR. HAPPY'S HOT DOGS' go out of business because they food poison the customers, then SO BE IT. It's BAD BUSINESS. If you want to keep your strip club customers coming* back for more you don't spill drinks on their crotches or get lipstick on their collars!
5. No more WELFARE for those who come ILLEGALLY. Sorry but I don't get how someone who BREAKS THE LAW is entitled to more than me, as I PAY through my ass* to live here. This says, "ANYONE WHO BREAKS THE LAW COME AND GET FREE CARE AND FOOD AND COLLEGE.... (chow bell rings) ding ding ding!"
That makes SO much sense, doesn't it? Give lawbreakers rewards, while struggling CITIZENS get fucked up the ass.
I work with a lot of illegals who get all benefits, plus then work at the club and take even more money, don't pay taxes, and puts a severe drain on the system. I know plenty of LEGAL immigrants who work hard and are awesome people here and DIDN'T BREAK THE LAW. How's that?
6. 3 strikes and you're out! If a GOV. official fucks the American people over by making bad decisions for the American People more than 3 times, you're out!!
Buh- Bye!
7. I don't know what 7 should be. I can't think of anything clever to put here,
so I won't.
Hopefully you can see how when we let others determine our priorities, especially those who don't have our best interests at heart, what can happen.
We end up unemployed. Broke. And whining about it, because nobody paid attention*
Hitler came to power too, because nobody paid attention.
Priorities.... hmmmf.
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RESTORE THE REPUBLIC
SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE
Thursday, January 28, 2010
ALL those times, those really rich guys offered me money
to have sex with them. I said no.
Now it's different.
TO read the rest. BUY STRIPPER THE BOOK.
It will be worth it.
Now it's different.
TO read the rest. BUY STRIPPER THE BOOK.
It will be worth it.
Unfortunately
There are A LOT of guys that actually act like this... and look like this too, and yeah, well.
I Never Knew
There was so many blogs out there about strippers...
http://www.portlandmercury.com/portland/in-the-shadows/Content?oid=2122946
http://www.portlandmercury.com/portland/in-the-shadows/Content?oid=2122946
Why now, it's an assesment on books written by strippers, about stripping!
Who knew?
http://www.doublex.com/section/arts/my-life-g-string-round-stripper-memoirs
Apparently to some, it's been over done.
To some, it hasn't ever been done.
http://www.doublex.com/section/arts/my-life-g-string-round-stripper-memoirs
Apparently to some, it's been over done.
To some, it hasn't ever been done.
VAGINA LOVE
I LOVE MY VAGINA.
It's got magical powers.
Apparently, Vagina Power is the newest thing, so please enjoy this video.
It's got magical powers.
Apparently, Vagina Power is the newest thing, so please enjoy this video.
HOW TO REPEL EVERY STRIPPER WITHIN A 50 MILE RADIUS
If you want to make sure you repel and offend every stripper you come in contact with, follow the directions in this article, and those like it. If you want a date, more than likely you will be leaving with your tail between your legs after attempting these maneuvers, but just for fun, try them. Try talking to any stripper/entertainer/woman as if you are so much better than her, and aren't really there to spend money, just look for a date. Oh, and the sob story about your girlfriend breaking up with you to get her sympathy is classic, but won't get you where you want to be.
Women are always attracted to over confident whiners that come in and are condescending yet-- want to take us on a date. We are so flattered by that move.
Make sure you only buy one dance, if that, and make it look like you are not a 'money man'. Women are of course more attracted to guys that are broke and hang out in strip clubs.
Do not fall for her scam, although you are perpetuating one right now.
Always ask the stripper of your dreams twenty questions, and not pay her anything. Then, act cocky, tell her you want a date, and don't give your number out. Spend money on the other strippers, telling her they are 'hot'. Make her crazy with jealousy, and she will be yours for sure. If all else fails, get another job, working in the club just so you can get closer to them to get them in bed. It's not 'stalking' yet, so don't worry!
Try all these tips, and she'll be yours in no time!
Read article with caution. Click the link below.
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/269950/how_to_get_a_date_with_a_stripper_pg2.html?cat=41
Women are always attracted to over confident whiners that come in and are condescending yet-- want to take us on a date. We are so flattered by that move.
Make sure you only buy one dance, if that, and make it look like you are not a 'money man'. Women are of course more attracted to guys that are broke and hang out in strip clubs.
Do not fall for her scam, although you are perpetuating one right now.
Always ask the stripper of your dreams twenty questions, and not pay her anything. Then, act cocky, tell her you want a date, and don't give your number out. Spend money on the other strippers, telling her they are 'hot'. Make her crazy with jealousy, and she will be yours for sure. If all else fails, get another job, working in the club just so you can get closer to them to get them in bed. It's not 'stalking' yet, so don't worry!
Try all these tips, and she'll be yours in no time!
Read article with caution. Click the link below.
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/269950/how_to_get_a_date_with_a_stripper_pg2.html?cat=41
Let's use some philosophy for a moment here, folks.
Strippers get a bad rap by promising extras and whatever else, and not following through on the deal after all the VIP money is spent.
Let's apply this to our politicians as we go forward with Obama's full term of presidency.
It's not what they say they'll do. It's what they'll actually do once they're up there.
Should this rule be applied to our politicians as well?
Ah, promises, promises!*
(Not all promises are available, separate purchase may apply, batteries not included.*)
Not sure what else to say, so here is a picture of the President with a pancake on his head.
Let's apply this to our politicians as we go forward with Obama's full term of presidency.
It's not what they say they'll do. It's what they'll actually do once they're up there.
Should this rule be applied to our politicians as well?
Ah, promises, promises!*
(Not all promises are available, separate purchase may apply, batteries not included.*)
Not sure what else to say, so here is a picture of the President with a pancake on his head.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
I actually met two really nice guys last night that gave me some money.
One of them was from NY. He was thug looking but not like that, at all. Very nice. Former military.
Pleasant, cute, and fun to dance for.
He gave me over $100. Very nice experience.
It was making me sweat, I might add.
Whew.
And another, who was very nice, and very tall with messy hair.
But he was so nice, and his hair suited him.
He was trying to get away from people and relax a bit.
I hoped the dance helped.
He was like 7 feet tall.
Probably had an elephant cock too.....
Pleasant, cute, and fun to dance for.
He gave me over $100. Very nice experience.
It was making me sweat, I might add.
Whew.
And another, who was very nice, and very tall with messy hair.
But he was so nice, and his hair suited him.
He was trying to get away from people and relax a bit.
I hoped the dance helped.
He was like 7 feet tall.
Probably had an elephant cock too.....
Really, not man bashing... just joking around but yeah- it's all true*
Just to make sure we're even, someone had a poopy problem last night.
My friend cleaned it up... Yep, even women shit sometimes.
I sat in it without realizing, and then she cleaned it up.
The second 'shit' incident I've had in a few years now.
It's pretty gross to think you sat on a toilet that was supposed to
not have shit stains on it.
I had to wash my ass with dish detergent. Dawn, to be exact.
Stay tuned to this blog for more horrifying TALES FROM THE STRIP.
YES.
I wanna fuck you.
Guys sing this to us at work. And they look just like this guy. What do you know?
Guys sing this to us at work. And they look just like this guy. What do you know?
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Paying with compliments*
Today, especially-- and even in the past, I've experienced men coming to the strip club for whatever reason they may have and having NO intention on paying for dances, or paying to look at any naked women whatsoever.
Whatever the reasoning is, which I won't get into right now, as that's not the kicker.
And yes, as it is, a free country and people can do what they will, and they do.
No matter how rude, or inappropriate, they still do it.
If you ask a guy if he wants a dance, he says
'No, but you are beautiful'...
Then I ask,
"Well, obviously I'm not that beautiful to you, --because you won't even pay to look at me naked..!?'
Then, he says
"I am paying you, I'm paying you in compliments!"
Now, I can't say how offensive this is, because it goes beyond offensive actually.
(It's not funny, as in a Joe Peschi Goodfellas kind of way.)
But it sparked something in me, and when put in this way, you may fully recognize it's potential.
Everyone should start doing this, because we'd never have to pay for anything!
And your low interest, well, it really gets me going, I'll have you know.
Sorry I won't be paying you this month, or any other month
in monetary value.
But, keep up the good work!
Whatever the reasoning is, which I won't get into right now, as that's not the kicker.
And yes, as it is, a free country and people can do what they will, and they do.
No matter how rude, or inappropriate, they still do it.
If you ask a guy if he wants a dance, he says
'No, but you are beautiful'...
Then I ask,
"Well, obviously I'm not that beautiful to you, --because you won't even pay to look at me naked..!?'
Then, he says
"I am paying you, I'm paying you in compliments!"
Now, I can't say how offensive this is, because it goes beyond offensive actually.
(It's not funny, as in a Joe Peschi Goodfellas kind of way.)
But it sparked something in me, and when put in this way, you may fully recognize it's potential.
Everyone should start doing this, because we'd never have to pay for anything!
*Dear Citibank,
You are a wonderful, beautiful bank. I love the way your floor is squeaky clean,
and all your representatives are willing to service me right when I walk in.
You are the most amazing bank ever. You're built well, and very attractive.
It's really hot the way you gave me that mortgage, and stuff.
You're hotter than all those other banks.
Very sexy, there Citi.
(wink, and smile, and point)
Lookin' good!
And your low interest, well, it really gets me going, I'll have you know.
Can you go a little lower... ahh, yeah, that'd be great!
But even though I came into your bank and asked you to show me what you've got,
I really feel that instead of
that pesky green stuff on paper--
I could pay you with my words.
My compliments alone should be enough to satisfy your needs.
The words uttered from my lips should be more than money can buy,
as they are priceless.
Therefore, any mortgage payment that I might of asked for by coming into your bank,
should be paid in full, after all, you are gorgeous....
and hotter than the others, so you don't need the money.Sorry I won't be paying you this month, or any other month
in monetary value.
But, keep up the good work!
Where to go...
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.
You're on your own.
And you know what you know.
You are the guy who'll decide where to go.
~Dr. Seuss
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.
You're on your own.
And you know what you know.
You are the guy who'll decide where to go.
~Dr. Seuss
Thanks, Tiger Woods!
Ever since Tiger Woods got arrested I've gotten more dances with black men in the new year than I ever have before. This is the only correlation I can assess-- is that it's ok to like white women again. Apparently Tiger did, so now it's catching on.
I do like dancing for black men, or all men really but for a while there I only danced for about 5 black men a year.
The ratio has moved way up and beyond! Thanks Tiger!
I do like dancing for black men, or all men really but for a while there I only danced for about 5 black men a year.
The ratio has moved way up and beyond! Thanks Tiger!
Friday, January 15, 2010
STRIPPER THE BLOG
Eh, as I watch things change and wander away, I figured I'd share some of my knowledge with you.
Just getting ready for more work tonight. More nudity, drinking, and money.
What time is it?
Time to get naked.
No, for real.
What time is it?
Time to make money.
Time for more research. Research, research, research. Yes.
The only kind of it's type that I know of.
On another note, I had to sign a permission slip so my daughter could go to her school dance-
*no grinding or sexual dancing of any sort.
*appropriate clothes
*throwing trash in the trash can
*no second chances
Orders per principal. Listen, if they're that worried, don't even have the dances.
If it's that inappropriate, then why bother?
Anyhow. Time for the grind.
Just getting ready for more work tonight. More nudity, drinking, and money.
What time is it?
Time to get naked.
No, for real.
What time is it?
Time to make money.
Time for more research. Research, research, research. Yes.
The only kind of it's type that I know of.
On another note, I had to sign a permission slip so my daughter could go to her school dance-
*no grinding or sexual dancing of any sort.
*appropriate clothes
*throwing trash in the trash can
*no second chances
Orders per principal. Listen, if they're that worried, don't even have the dances.
If it's that inappropriate, then why bother?
Anyhow. Time for the grind.
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