My wife and I went to the strip club the other night and there were way more dancers than usual because there was a fight on tv. Not only were there more but they were all really pretty and there was a variety of shapes, colors, and sizes to choose from. It was my wife's idea to go and she was really excited (me too) but It didn't last long.
Sure they were all sexy but they looked like I do when I'm at work. Ok, sure they were rocking thongs and platforms and I wear baggy work jeans and work boots, (plus, im shaped like a pear riding two pencils) but they had the same slightly annoyed, "I'd rather be somewhere else" look in their eyes that I do by the end of my shift on Thursday.
We only stayed 30 minutes. It was so lame! We still had a great night. We'd been laughing all day and flirting, building up the tension for the night to come. It was just really weird, it was like some cheap art house movie where everyone in miserable, lol. It was kind of surreal.
Oh well, better luck next time,
John
