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Mmmmmmmmm, Taste The Quality. Or, Happy Memorial Day, Degenerate Stripper Style.



  This is going to be an insanely small installment, but it needs to be said.


  Had a dancer tonight who felt that a customer owed her $20 more than what he paid her. He was pretty drunk and she's a greedy bitch so the truth of the matter could be anywhere in between. This poor bastard was back on leave from the Middle East where he's serving in Afghanistan.

  When he balked at paying and accused her of lying, she stated:


"I hope you die over there."




  Wow. I didn't even know what to say except to apologize and attempt to give the guy a free pass on the measly $20*. But he declined, paid the bitch her money and left the club.


  God bless ya, soldier. You're a class act.

  Thank you to all the Men and Women of our Armed Forces, past, present and future for securing the freedom we all take so blithely for granted.

  The price of liberty has always been blood, bless those who shed it for us.


  Zoomies, Squids, Jarheads, Grunts and Puddle Jumpers......Thank you.




  Glad To Be An American If Its Still Legal To Say That,
-The StripperHerder





*I felt that maybe punching her whore face was too much, but a boot to the brat chute might've been justified.