Lacochran was kind enough to bestow upon me the "You Shoulda Been a Stripper Award." I think I'm in pretty good shape, but I don't quite have the six-pack (or any-pack) abs to be a stripper. As part of this award, I'm supposed to list 7 of my personality traits, as evidenced on my blog and then pass the award on to 7 other blogs with notable personality. So if I read this correctly, I won an award, but now have to do work and share my personality traits? Thanks but no thanks (at least on the personality traits thing; I'll keep the award and thank the academy and um, why is the orchestra playing already!?!). Nevertheless, I am truly grateful to Lacochran for thinking of me!
Instead of providing a list of my personality traits, I figured that I'd share a story from my bachelor party. After partaking in food and games at the Penguins practice facility (unfortunately Mario Lemieux was not in attendance), my brother arranged for us to visit a local strip club. Seems like your typical bachelor party, right? Well, this wasn't just any strip club. It was a sparsely populated one where the women didn't fully strip and there was a special feature: Bare-aoke. This could have been fun if the strippers were singing karaoke, but that's not how it worked. Bare-aoke was for anyone and everyone! While I'm sure other people performed, and I actually remember looking through the song list, the only person I recall singing resembled this actress from The Wedding Singer:
The song: Nancy Sinatra's These Boots Are Made for Walking. We were having a pretty miserable time up until that point anyway, but when she started singing, we quickly downed our two drink minimum and got the heck out of there.
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Thursday, October 08, 2009
TMI Thursday: Strip Club Story
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3 comments:
You should have said this to the best man:
"I made you my best man. All I want right now is for you to go up there and sing with her. Come on, I made you my best man. Best man..."
Was anyone and everyone naked? Dayum.
Travis - You make an excellent point except the best man was my brother and he would have turned the tables on me when I was his best man.
LiLu - Fortunately, none of the singers were naked. Unfortunately (actually, I think this was somewhat fortunate as well), the strippers weren't naked either.
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