skorp

I fell in love with a stripper last night. But I drank so much I can't even remember what she looked like.
A buddy came in to town for a one night visit so of course that meant Christies Cabaret. Got there really early and were treated to "first timers". Poor things....half of em didn't even know to pick up the money we were leaving for them at the end of the stage. A couple stripper shoe malfunctions later and the stars started to come out. I know they were selling fake love but I was an eager shopper. And having the boys with me just encouraged me to drop many bills into the blacklit thongs.
One of my friends is gay and wouldn't you know he'd somehow attract all the hottest dancers? Bastard. Don't they know they aren't gonna get any real money out of him?
Anyways, it was one of the most fun nights I've had in awhile. And made me wonder why I don't frequent more often. I haven't felt that good about myself in a long time. Sure, they're lieing to me, but really....I don't care.