Want to Laugh: Stripclub Pt. II So here I am actually writing another anecdote, instead of boring you with the same xxx over and over again. But here's the thing. I was only re-posting the same story because I honestly don't think you ladies are ready for this xxx .. So this time I walk in with my typical bunch of rowdy young mix of european and ex-military friends. Of course we own the place as soon as we walk in the door; bribing off the doormen with weed, coke and Benji's. Buying the alliance of the doormen at least ensures xxx not getting their face completely pounded in for doing what I had planned for the evening. I figured the coke alone would buy me a gentle escorting out; worst case scenario. I lock eyes with this ebony Megan Fox and find myself drawn to her soft brown eyes and smooth cocoa skin. As I krept closer, this delicious African princess opened her legs and rester her calves on my shoulders. My eyes immediately started to water, due to the fact her crotch area smelled as if someone was cooking some really bad curry and beef enchiladas at the exact same time, while boiling cabage... I deducted this woman had been dancing for quite some time and probably wasn't making a whole lot of money. I pulled a x from my pocket, held it up and whispered into her ear "you really need to do something about your shit." I swfitly stood up from my chair, took xxx steps back and disappeared into the shadows as "Bad Romance" by Lady Gaga was just wrapping up for the x th consecutive time. I had a feeling someone else was running the show behind the scenes and this person really enjoyed Lady Gaga. I nodded at my Turkish comrad and made it known I was going to check the place out. Something was rotten in Denmark and it wasn't the fish... I went into the bathroom and had a chat with the attendant. Most people think those guys are just burn-out low-lifes, but what they do not know is these men are typiy plants for various government organizations. When anything of value pops up within St. Louis, looking for Windsor female to have fun poker run partner wanted for sun 9 22 the attendants typiy know what's going down. Unfortunately these guys are mostly junkies and I had just given away the last of my coke. I never touch the stuff, but it's a good bargaining chip in the underworld. I found out from the attendant the person, dropping the cash to annoy everyone else with incessant Lady Gaga play, was in the very back room. I left the bathroom and made a B-line straight toward the back of the club, only to be stopped by xxx body-guards, who's fucking ecstasy hadn't kicked in yet, and they were not going to let me in. I had to pull out a wad of Benjis and show them just who the fuck was making it rain up in that bitch for the night. They stepped right on aside and allowed me to proceed to the back, covered by a thick red velvet curtain. I ferociously pulled the curtain back, only to reveal the person running the strip club for the night and forcing us all to listen to Lady Gaga was none other than Lady fucking Gaga, herself. I looked at her with an extremely violent stare and ran back to the front so me and my posse could get the fuck out of there and find another strip club where we could run the hos however the fuck we wanted to run them and leave all of these other bitches to Gaga and her little demon army. A little about me. I like long walks on the beach, going tohorny sluts of Daisy Georgia mt church, nsa personals Derry bachelorette party reaching out to the community and just being as well-rounded of a person I can be. I am drama-free and live a pretty simple life. Send me a message with your favorite movie in the title if you are interested in conversing ;)