I'm No Private Dancer
I realized after Valeska's kickass party that I would make a terrible stripper. I ran out of tip money for the open bar and so I danced the pole for 2 bucks a pop to get more drinks. I realized that I would be a terrible dancer when I yelled at one person (who shall remain nameless) for only giving me a dollar. Though I did manage to make five off a surprising person.
So I guess I wouldn't be broke if I went professional. Now if I can figure out how to not get bruised. I look like I was beat down on an episode of "Cops"
2 comments:
I'd like to be your private dancer.
your dancer for money.
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