It was Indian night at Mons--...

It was Indian night at Mons-- at least it looked that way to me. I'm not talking Native American- I'm talking all the jobs are going to India Indians. Seriously, was there a high tech telephone assistance convention in town? Not much action for the ladies, I must say, but it was funny watching them sit there quietly, hands in their laps staring straight at the stage as if it was the first time they'd ever seen pussy... Who knows, maybe they were just gay and wandered into the wrong club.

As a result of the aforementioned demographic, there were many a fine young dancer standing around with no one interested in their wares. Since I am a proud 100% American capitalist pig, I felt it my duty to stimulate the local economy with $$'s while I got stimulated with lapdances. I love market based economics- especially as practiced at Mons Venus...