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I thought that I had been to some bad strip clubs. Ones in the middle of bum fuck Indiana where you rated the girls by how many teeth they had left in there head. But I never thought that I would top that.... until tonight. I went to a strip club in Stuart Florida, yes, Stuart.... look it up. Its pretty much where old people go to die, and they have a strip club.
Now mind you, there were some very gorgeous women there to my surprise, but me being the nice guy and a sucker for a girl with tattoos, I managed to find the craziest girl in the building.
My friend was enthralled by a woman of the stage, who had a friend. So I took one for the team. That my friends was my first mistake. My second mistake, being nice. Her friend was covered in tats, very well balanced and from what i could see in the dim floresent lights, well done tats. But that is where it ended.
This girl was either high on something, or drunk of her rocker, in which I would have gladly paid top dollar to trade her my soberness for her inability to speak straight .
To make a long, painful story short, i thought she was gonna either fall down or do the Technicolor yawn all over my lap, or both. Then I was left to sit with her while my friend disappeared for about an hour, listening to her stories which seamed to make no sense. She asked if I wanted to lick her "wet" pussy for a dollar, in which I replied, "I would rather lick the dollar".
But my friend being a good guy, is buying me lunch for my troubles. Bastard.