Last night, I entered the Choice...

Last night, I entered the Choice strip club with two other female companions, hoping for nothing less than the time of my life. Surprisingly, I was entirely disappointed. On two separate occasions, I was drawn to women dancing on the stage. I approached the 'tittie rail', plopped down my dollar bills, and patiently awaited my turn at a titillating lap dance. Two times for two, I got no love! Even more to my dismay, the stripperlady was quite intoxicated, and smelled like cheese.

All in all, can't a honey get no love?

One of the two stars was for the linen flame contraption.

Meh.