Reflections on a brass pole
So, we finally went to a strip club. The idea had originally been to go for my birthday, but I spectacularly failed to actually plan it, so it got pushed to Jen's. This was a first time for everybody except Sarah J. I'm going to start by recounting what happened, as best as I can remember it (I was rather distracted, both by what was happening
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Cost structure: I'm still not convinced that she didn't mention it. With the music in there, it's perfectly possible to be three feet away from someone and have no idea what they're saying.
Isis: Argh! My apologies to Kylie and Isis for failing to remember. I'm usually much better with names. Thanks for the catch!
Who sat by the stage and when: I left out a play-by-play of who went to the stage and when because this post was already quite lengthy and I didn't think it was particularly relevant. Especially from my perspective, where the primary detail was that I didn't sit at the stage for quite some time.
Your dance: Yep, that was what she was doing. I don't know that any of the rest of us would've been brave enough to just go up to Serenity and ask ;-).
I think I can speak for everybody when I say that we're exceedingly happy that you enjoyed it so much.
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