So, I was a stripper for 3 hours. Im not down to shove my crotch into peoples' faces, or hustle private dances, though. So I quit. I wasnt making any money, anyways; it was a tuesday day shift. It was fun, I liked being naked in front of strangers and dancing around on stage, but the crab walk into someone's face wasnt cool with me. It was a bummer, the manager thought I was a natural and the dj liked that I was a breath of fresh air. I went up in full 40's gear for most sets. Damn, I wish thatd worked out better.
Des
Des
ferretbite:
So... No naked Des then? Poo!