me: Also I accidentally ate at a strip club last night.
C: How do you accidentally eat at a strip club?? And what did you eat?
C: Whoa.
me: I ate at a restaurant right next door to a strip club. Came back to the hospital, told them where we'd eaten...apparently it's the same operation.
C: You need a t-shirt.
me: Yeah. I'm excited to turn in my receipt at work. "Foxy Lady."
C: Hilarious.
me: I ate at "Frank's" but apparently it's "Frank's Foxy Lady"
C: Frank's Foxy Lady. I love it. What did you eat?
me: A scallop roll. Which of course now I regret. Because I ate stripper scallops.
4 comments:
Note my priorities.
1. Eating.
2. Shopping.
3. Not caring that $$$ has been spent to objectify and degrade women.
Somewhere, a feminist is crying.
seriously, only you.
While growing up in Moscow, my church's minister accidentally ate at the strip club one day. He was new to town and stopped in at Buck's Bass and Balls (Seriously, I wouldn't make that up) for lunch. Later he told us that the tables had a strange set up and we explained why. I'm glad he missed any of the evening shows.
At least it wasn't the crab roll.
-t
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