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Last night I was at Uncle Harry's (that's a strip club for all of you that are uninformed) like every other night I go there. Anywho. A friend of mine who I use to bounce with at another club that now works there call me away from my b33rage. He wanted me to get a couple of lapdances from his lady chick coworker who down and out cuz she's making no money. He hands me the money for it since I agreed mainly taking it as a free lapdance (with my failure with women, who's to complain). He then instructs her to talk to me. Here's where a weird problem occurs. She apparently becomes too scared to talk. Tries but doesn't. For a second I was hoping she couldn't resist my manliness but it was because me and bouncer dude are friends. The other thing was that everytime we initiated a conversation, she had to go to stage immediately. I got denied 3 more times. That's when my friend came to me and said "Jimmy, the universe hates your penis."

Those words will hold true to me till the day I die.

Oh, I did finally get the dance. My friend is a lucky bastard.


If anyone is wondering why I'm still here, it's cuz I forgot I was paying by the year not month.