I’m in a club with some of the ugliest dancers ever. The little head is hiding like a turtle in its shell. Then the queen of ugly comes out of the dressing room. She is uglier than most men. She has tits larger than a watermelon. It has to be from a sex change operation. May Jane is hiding out of fear that I might accidentally “touch” her. She is well over 6 feet and several inches tall. Huge everything with triple doses of disgustingly ugly face. I can’t look at her/it/him.
Here’s the part that I thought was funny. Queen ugly walks up to a guy. He sees her coming and holds up both of his hands in a “stop right where you are” gesture. It as an understandable reaction. She is that ugly.
Then the same guy points at his buddy next to him, suggesting with his gesture that this guy wants her. I thought the guy was going to beat the shit out of his “friend.” If looks could look the death would have been instant. This guy then also holds his up in the same defensive gesture, commanding her to stop ten feet from his chair and go immediately away.
Can you guess what happens next? That’s right. Queeen ugly heads straight to John Smiths table. I consider using the stop gesture but Mary Jane thinks it would be rude. But as soon as she sits in my lap my eyes start to bleed. It is even uglier up close: And she has a horribl accent so I can’t understand a word that is said. So I basically demand that she leave. I tell her I’m not getting dances and she must leave. She seems confused and so I repeat “leave now.” I’m never rude like this. But I have never seen such a horrible thing.
I’m leaving and going to a new club. My eyes hurt.
Now I'm intrigued about this club