... could last night have played out like it did.
I can't say much due to potentially impending legal action (not against me, fortunately), but let's just say that any reasonably sane and marginally intelligent human would stay away from those pits of despair and misery known as gentleman's clubs. However, some of us (myself included) lack those traits, so we go anyway. Last night is the result of such actions.
I can say that there was a very, very attractive girl working last night that wanted me to come home with her, and I was not at all opposed to the idea. Sadly those plans got placed on hold when the aforementioned clusterfuck happened (homeboy got a free ride in the backseat of a cruiser... with my car and house keys in his pocket). Sigh.
Probably the most tragic result of last night is that my clothes and favorite jacket now smell strongly of stripper. It's quite pungent. Off to the laundry, then.
That was enough entertainment for one weekend... deuces
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