I blame this negative review somewhat...

I blame this negative review somewhat on Felix Hernandez. After watching the Mariners lose again, this time only able to produce two hits and one run, I headed to the bars with some buddies and eventually ended up at the club looking for some beautiful girls to pick up my spirits.

Unfortunately as I woke up on a Tuesday morning, slightly hung over, I found myself STILL looking for a few beautiful girls. There were maybe 10 girls on shift for a late Monday in June, but out of those only two actually caught my attention, but of course they were busy and locked down by their regulars. Both of these girls (Drew and Naveah) were transplants from Pandoras up the street and it appears that they brought their customers with them.

As I sat down to relax, I was immediately approached by a dancer "Tessa" who sat on my lap and proceeded to tell me about how she loved the Seahawks and couldn't wait until football season. I hadn't even gotten my drink yet and this dancer was giving me the full court press treating me like we were long last best friends, and during this time she kept asking if I wanted to get a dance. As I declined a dance from her for a third time in the space of two minutes, she finally got the hint and moved on. As she left, I turned and noticed that my shirt now smelled of horrible body odor. She Gave Me Stink Shirt.