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bundy · 10-31-2003, 06:48 PM

back at school we all used to go to this one strip club (which was just a few blocks away from the school) all the time.

it got to a point where we were able to ask for the student concession. they didn´t care that we were about 15, they just wanted our $5 entry fee.

classic times. pity that was such a nasty nasty place.

a few years back, a mate (who had just broken up with his girl) and i were in some classy establishment. anyway, they had lovely ladies going round and asking if anyone was in the mood for private shows and such, so this one girl, who went by the name of Jessica Rabbit decided to attract our business by trying a different style.

she came over and directly asked us what our paradox was. we insisted that she tell us hers first... to which she replied - ¨well, i´m a really sweet, polite girl who just loves showing people her pussy...¨

paradox my eye.

however, just as we were about to start questioning her on her opinion of Sontags theory of imagined disasters, another interesting character interrupted us.

we named him Ignatius. (since he claimed to have gone to a school with that name) he told us he was an opera singer, who enjoyed pussy and stealing other peoples booze (he was in fact drinking someone elses glass at the time).

he then serenaded our table with the openning lines of Nessun Dorma... then he was asked to leave, then he fought with the massive maori bouncer, and then he bid us all adieu with a partial display of his anus.

great night.

it confirmed my belief that often the best fun to be had in strip clubs isn´t necessarily the T&A, but the other punters.

10-31-2003, 06:48 PM	#27 (permalink)
bundy . Location: Tokyo	back at school we all used to go to this one strip club (which was just a few blocks away from the school) all the time. it got to a point where we were able to ask for the student concession. they didn´t care that we were about 15, they just wanted our $5 entry fee. classic times. pity that was such a nasty nasty place. a few years back, a mate (who had just broken up with his girl) and i were in some classy establishment. anyway, they had lovely ladies going round and asking if anyone was in the mood for private shows and such, so this one girl, who went by the name of Jessica Rabbit decided to attract our business by trying a different style. she came over and directly asked us what our paradox was. we insisted that she tell us hers first... to which she replied - ¨well, i´m a really sweet, polite girl who just loves showing people her pussy...¨ paradox my eye. however, just as we were about to start questioning her on her opinion of Sontags theory of imagined disasters, another interesting character interrupted us. we named him Ignatius. (since he claimed to have gone to a school with that name) he told us he was an opera singer, who enjoyed pussy and stealing other peoples booze (he was in fact drinking someone elses glass at the time). he then serenaded our table with the openning lines of Nessun Dorma... then he was asked to leave, then he fought with the massive maori bouncer, and then he bid us all adieu with a partial display of his anus. great night. it confirmed my belief that often the best fun to be had in strip clubs isn´t necessarily the T&A, but the other punters. __________________ Ohayo!!!