A favorite has a look-alike at the club. When they work the same shift, they pretend to be sisters. She figures it’s worth an extra 3-6 dances a night.
The other night they both happened to be working when I showed up. My fave introduced me to her “sister.” I wanted to check out their sister act, so I played along. They were very convincing, and if I didn’t know better, I probably would have believed they were really sisters.
The funny thing was that even after I got the “sister dance” the other dancer stayed in character, and kept insisting they really were sisters. Perhaps she didn’t realize my fave had already told me, or more likely, she just enjoyed messing with me.
It reminded me of Robert Downey Jr.’s character in Tropic Thunder: “Man, I don’t drop character ‘till I done the DVD commentary.”
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Aaahhh, this brings back fond memories of the Santini Sisters who used to tour Ontario, Canada and perhaps elsewhere too many years ago (sigh). They really did look like sisters, but whether they really were, I have no idea. The shows were great and I saw them several times in my hometown and in two other towns when they happened to be where I happened to be on business. (Sometimes even I have good luck.) One of their routines was to get some poor shlub on stage, unzip his pants and insert a 12" sausage into his open fly and then deepthraot the other end of it. One time I saw the act, some guy walked into the club just as that was happening and he thought she was really blowing the guy on stage. It was the classic double-take and the look on his face was absolutely pricless.
They would sell Polaroids of themselves posing with a customer for $10.
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