The Upir's Mark Blog
This blog comes from an alternate reality. It's what happens when the members Siberia's most shocking band grow up, get married and move to Minnesota. Either that, or it's a semi-autobiographical blog hidden under layers of strippers, freakiness and metaphor. In any case, the Upir's Mark blog can be dirty, funny, but mostly bloggy! A Velvet Rasputin Comic
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*smirks* reminds me of an old cartoon I’d seen once with this fellow trying to, uhm, “run” his credit card through a dancer/stripper’s “slot” with the tagline of ”I am NOT an ATM, sir!”
Men who go to strippers really should be more courteous to these ladies. Most of these assholes aren’t there because they are masters of seduction, let alone social interaction with the feminine gender. I am of the belief that these women worked too hard to put up with coins or dollars. If a man wants cheap breasts he should just go online and download porn. Better yet, he should learn some manners and treat the lovelies with respect, preferably outside of a gentleman’s club.
never said better!
admittedly I’m far from a “master seductor,” myself – but being a fairly-oblivious “dirty” gentleman and having friends that are/were in the industry I know better than to treat lovelies as such! Too bad not everyone does – these ain’t the dollar slots, folks!
As someone who works in the industry, I approve this message.