A strange thing happened to me...

A strange thing happened to me at DV8 recently. The legendary stripper fart.

I've heard tale of this sort of flatulent event, perpetrated by strippers against obnoxious and disrespectful customers during lap dances. Well gentleman, it happened to me, a stinking right of passage. The strange thing is that I'm actually a nice guy, and I don't think I did anything to in particular to annoy the dancer in question.

I had a few drinks, and began chatting with a younger looking gal who was sitting at the bar between dances. She was tall and lanky, kind of Asian looking. It was pretty clear right off the bat that she had some personality "quirks". Myself, being drunk and horny, took her back to the private dance area.. Right away, after the first song started, a waft of stench drifted up and filled the booth. Nonplussed, I carried on with the dance. Eventually the smell of her perfume mixed with the stink and I almost forgot about it by the next song. The dance itself sucked. But, I decided to continue with another, just to see what she would do.