My favorite club celebrates the dancers birthdays by hanging up a ton of baloons for starters but the main attraction is her birthday dance. She appears on stage and the rest of the dancers encourage the customers to donate cash gifts. I was approached by a very cute spinner with a gift bag in her hand. She said "I'm going to rub your penis so that you will contribute" and as she spoke her other hand was vigorously trying to get Mr. Happy's attention. She did and I glady dropped a couple of bucks in the bag.
I think what shocked me the most was the word "penis".
Why do I always miss the fun days? I think it's time to switch to weekends.