ok, I just have to rant for a moment, I just got home from the club, and just as I was leaving, I had a customer stop me, in street clothes of all things, and tell me I was too fat to be dancing nude, and my boobs not big enough to do topless, and then he had the guts to give me his card, turns out that he is a future plastic surgon. He then took my specs, which i never wear on stage and tell me that he could fix the scar I have from running into a coffee table when I was 2, with is tiny due the the on call doc when my parents took me in for stiches was a reconstructive guy to begin with. Ok thanks for letting me rant, I feel better now.




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Of course we also know he will forever be doomed to only high-fiving himself because he has no friends. 

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