I was talking with some of the girls at the club last night because they have all been teasing me about the kind of guys that I attract.. (I've had a lot of people who I dance for who have "licked me" on a butt cheek.. ewwwww gross!) so I was giving them the run down of what I have had this week and they were all laughing at me.. we actually started singing a song tuned to the twelve days of Christmas:
ON the first day of stripping, my dancing gave to me:
A drunk who passed out at my rail.
on the second day of stripping my dancing gave to me:
two propositions (no, I won't screw you and your wife!) and a drunk who passed out at my rail
on the third day of stripping my dancing gave to me:
three rude comments, two propositions and a drunk who passed out at my rail.
on the fourth day of stripping my dancing gave to me:
four birthday boys, three rude comments two propositions and a drunk who passed out at my rail.
on the fifth day of stripping, my dancing gave to me:
FIIIIIIVE margaritas ( and may I add, no dances!)
four birthday boys, three rude comments, two propositions and a drunk who passed out at my rail....
Okay girls.. add away... ;D
