Farewell Hi Liter, it's been good...

Farewell Hi Liter, it's been good to know you. I thought we were such good friends, but alas, you've changed! I thought it was me, maybe that I needed to go work on myself a little, but no, it is you. And we're just not compatible anymore. Maybe we can still remain friends... who knows? I've spent so much money on you, and God knows that you've delivered on your side most of the time. I've tried to be understanding of what you're going through, but enough is enough. First it was the $15 price bump on the wall. Clever upcharge there. Then it was the whole debacle with the charges in VIP- raise the price, lower the price, blah, blah, blah. Then it was the whole 'scan the license' gig, then you changed your mind on that. Now it's the insane strips of red lights that illuminate the entire VIP room. You know, HL, your VIP area was never all that great anyways, but I overlooked it because of all the other great qualities that you possess. But now, these garish red lights along both sides of the VIP. It looks like a Vegas casino in there. And all the more, er, intimate lap dances are on public display now. Really? HL, it seems to me that you have serious problems with the need to change a good thing, but you've taken my will away to stay in this relationship. This is worse than the new lighting in VIP at Centerfolds. Yes, HL, I've cheated on you, but I always have come back to you. But not this time. <br>

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Now, what can I do with all the money I save?