True story
Djscudmaster
New York
In a club Where there were only average joes and suit and tie guys a male patron walks in with a friend who is nerdy looking withTwo hours to boot. They Get seatA far far away from the stage. Male patrons are giving him disgusted looks. Within a few minutes this male notices that atleast 4 strippers on stage are staring at said male intently for few seconds up to 20 seconds. As soon as they get off stage they interact with females working the floor away from the stage. Shortly strippers working the Floor start staring at said male patron. Within a few minutes it appears no Action is going on. Strippers are sitting down and a barmaid goes through a row of guys and not one person in that row ordered a drink. Out of the clear blue a female gets up from a chair looks at the barmaid makes a 360 degree turn looks at said male. Quickly she leaves and goes into a room. Soon after a few minutes out comes a male who reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a walkie talkie and says something in it. Sooner than not a male bouncer appears next to said male and says excuse me sir you have to leave. Opinions should he boycott this club
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But I do have a serious question for Djscudape: what the fuck is wrong with you boy? This rick has written more coherent posts by typing with my frickin’ nose while two-fisted drinking (a rickarita in one hand and a ricky-style Arnold Palmer in the other). Hell, this rick has been more coherent while nose-typing, two-fisted drinking, and boofin’ the Jack*.
So, Djscudape, if this is the best you can write while stone cold sober you should seriously go back to your hairless ape school. And if you’r wasted you should lay off the mind-altering substances: you can’t handle them. ROAR!!!
* Boofin’ the Jack where you soak a tampon in Jack (create a Jackon, if you will) and shove it up your ass. It’s helpful when two-fisted drinkin’ just isn’t quite enough.