Hanging with Rick Dugan

Matching white suits. Strutting down the street in unison to the song “Rhythm of the Night” by Debarge. It was a rough neighborhood, but soon even the minions of the ghetto joined us in our dancing march to the strip club. I was hanging out with Rick Dugan, trying to learn from the Master as any padawan monger would and we were off to the strip club to bring home the hottest girls in town.

I had a chance to see the system live and in action. We approach the door to the club. The bouncer says “Halt!” Dugan then says “I got this” Rick then shakes his chest side to side rapidly as though he as large boobies. Still we were rejected. I asked for reason as to why they wouldn’t let somebody of Rick Dugan’s stature in, reason given by management was and I quote “So much of a flaming homosexual, we feared he would burn the club down” Rick undeterred takes off down the street into the sunset. He jumps up and clicks his heels.
*Freeze*
*Credits roll*
*Que theme song from St. Elmo’s Fire”

It was in this moment that I had realized that this was the biggest douchebag to ever walk the face of the earth.