Why I like strippers
Hey honey want a dance?
Who wouldnt love a trip to the zoo? A zoo without cages where the animals come up to you, smile and sit on your lap while they feign interest in whatever bullshit conversation you ineptly try to make up. Where else can one come face to face with disgusting subhuman trash and have them gleefully grind their flabby ass into one's crotch? Is there dignity in stripping? Sure there is. Tell me all about it while you grind your withered used up tits in my face, bitch.
Wanna do a VIP sweety?
What makes the strip club experience so great is the degradation. I love the ones who try to hide it, they act like they enjoy it. They tell themselves theyre liberated and are freely expressing their sexuality. Gurl Power! Womens lib and what not. But deep down inside its secretly killing them. Slowly eating away at their soul. Killing their hopes and dreams. With each successive grind they are slowly coming to the realization that they are worthless human trash and will never amount to anything. If that isnt enough to bring a rise to my pants then nothing is. Dogs. They are to be used up and discarded once the wear and tear and stretched marked mileage become too prominent to be overlooked even in the dimly lit spunk hall environment of a low-rent strip club.
You like my pussy?
If these entertainers or exotic dancers claim to love their job so much they sure dont show it on their faces. The pain, rejection and constant failure shines through no matter how much make-up is caked on top of it. Sometimes while theyre dancing it almost appears as if theyre reliving the horror of having daddy fingering and probing their little eight-year-old cunt. Stretching that tiny hole, exposing its utter worthlessness for the very first time. Twist those cunt flaps! Spread them wider, I want to see that gash that daddy fucked for the first time. Can I still see where he stretched you? Where it bleeds? Does it leave a residue? Will daddys taint forever stain her until they day shes found dead, mangled and eviscerated in a motel bath tub? This is why I keep going back. That kind of entertainment is priceless.
Did you like that?
What makes me any better than they are? Its simple: I can leave. When the zoo gets too boring I go home and the animals go back in the cage. Could she stop stripping? Sure she could but then she would have to give up the coke habit and miss payments on the benz and have to get a real job so support that twatty little brat that she squeezed out her coozehole and was the cause of all those unsightly stretch marks. The same little twat thats going to grow up to be as equally worthless as her slutbitch mother. Do they honestly believe theyre only doing it temporarily? That they can do it and stop when ever they want. Even if some of them do make it through college the devastation wrecked upon their self-esteem will haunt them forever. Destined to be another washed-up failure of a cunt. Who do they think theyre fooling?
No theyre not all bad. Im sure some of them would make great friends. Personally I would never consider a trampy piece of human garbage a friend so I wouldnt really know. To me they are animals for my amusement, and I do so enjoy them. Ive gotten handjobs and blowjobs from strippers. I even fucked a stripper in the club locker room once. Yes, as long as there is a steady supply of young abused girls destined to grow up, sprinkle on some glitter and adorn the gilded thong, the word is a better place.
Hey honey want a dance?
Who wouldnt love a trip to the zoo? A zoo without cages where the animals come up to you, smile and sit on your lap while they feign interest in whatever bullshit conversation you ineptly try to make up. Where else can one come face to face with disgusting subhuman trash and have them gleefully grind their flabby ass into one's crotch? Is there dignity in stripping? Sure there is. Tell me all about it while you grind your withered used up tits in my face, bitch.
Wanna do a VIP sweety?
What makes the strip club experience so great is the degradation. I love the ones who try to hide it, they act like they enjoy it. They tell themselves theyre liberated and are freely expressing their sexuality. Gurl Power! Womens lib and what not. But deep down inside its secretly killing them. Slowly eating away at their soul. Killing their hopes and dreams. With each successive grind they are slowly coming to the realization that they are worthless human trash and will never amount to anything. If that isnt enough to bring a rise to my pants then nothing is. Dogs. They are to be used up and discarded once the wear and tear and stretched marked mileage become too prominent to be overlooked even in the dimly lit spunk hall environment of a low-rent strip club.
You like my pussy?
If these entertainers or exotic dancers claim to love their job so much they sure dont show it on their faces. The pain, rejection and constant failure shines through no matter how much make-up is caked on top of it. Sometimes while theyre dancing it almost appears as if theyre reliving the horror of having daddy fingering and probing their little eight-year-old cunt. Stretching that tiny hole, exposing its utter worthlessness for the very first time. Twist those cunt flaps! Spread them wider, I want to see that gash that daddy fucked for the first time. Can I still see where he stretched you? Where it bleeds? Does it leave a residue? Will daddys taint forever stain her until they day shes found dead, mangled and eviscerated in a motel bath tub? This is why I keep going back. That kind of entertainment is priceless.
Did you like that?
What makes me any better than they are? Its simple: I can leave. When the zoo gets too boring I go home and the animals go back in the cage. Could she stop stripping? Sure she could but then she would have to give up the coke habit and miss payments on the benz and have to get a real job so support that twatty little brat that she squeezed out her coozehole and was the cause of all those unsightly stretch marks. The same little twat thats going to grow up to be as equally worthless as her slutbitch mother. Do they honestly believe theyre only doing it temporarily? That they can do it and stop when ever they want. Even if some of them do make it through college the devastation wrecked upon their self-esteem will haunt them forever. Destined to be another washed-up failure of a cunt. Who do they think theyre fooling?
No theyre not all bad. Im sure some of them would make great friends. Personally I would never consider a trampy piece of human garbage a friend so I wouldnt really know. To me they are animals for my amusement, and I do so enjoy them. Ive gotten handjobs and blowjobs from strippers. I even fucked a stripper in the club locker room once. Yes, as long as there is a steady supply of young abused girls destined to grow up, sprinkle on some glitter and adorn the gilded thong, the word is a better place.
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rectum:
haha I love Jim Goad. Along with Peter Sotos he is among my favourite authors.
raider17:
Funny, I was just thinking "Peter Sotos" when I was reading this.