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    Monday, October 13, 2008

    Something Kurt Vonnegut said

    "True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country."

    My first time going to a strip club, I was incredibly nervous. I had no idea what to expect. In retrospect, I should have known exactly what to expect: Boobies, and men ogling boobies. Most of the boobies weren't very good at dancing, but it was a Tuesday, so I don't blame them.
    The last dancer in the set danced to an Aero-Smith song that Stephen Tyler wrote about his daughter. Upon hearing it, Michael turned to me and said (roughly), "I bet Stephen Tyler would be pissed if he saw some girl stripping to this song." I thought about it, and then I turned to my right and noticed some guy I who went to high school with us, who had graduated a few years before us.

    It suddenly occurred to me that the pair of tits on stage had a father, a gaggle of former high school classmates, and an incredibly low self-esteem. When she was done on stage she gave a lap dance to that guy from high school. Afterward, she had a father, a gaggle of former high school classmates, and forty bucks in her pocket. He had roughly the same pattern of attributes, minus the forty dollars, and I have to assume plus the low self-esteem.

    "Life is no way to treat an animal."

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