Big tits and other economic modalities

I believe in free markets, in the efficiency of supply and demand in setting prices. This I don’t believe.

XGuy’s recent review of the Raven, with its warning of a worsening trend, got me into my car for a rare Saturday visit to the Dirty Bird I know so well. It was as expected – the same dim, dingy surroundings, the same lousy music, the same uninspiring girls. Except for one.

I know this cast well. Though I don’t usually go on the weekend, they usually can be seen all week. Mostly African American, mostly on the chunkier side, mostly nice, but mostly not stirring any interest in my pants. Honey was there too. At least I think it was Honey. Same petite South Asian woman only this one showed some enthusiasm on the stage. In all the years I’ve been avoiding Honey, this was the first time she offered any suggestion that she was at all interested in interesting us.