Remember when dial up was a thing and you needed to ask permission before going on the internet? It was the worst when my mom was on the phone, that lady knows how to talk, or she was waiting on a phone call. Look how far technology has come. I’m posting this off of my cellphone that’s not a giant brick.
I went to my friend’s bachelorette party. She wanted to go to a male stripe club, The Sugar Shack. I didn’t know what I was in for, but when I got there I found out it was full nudity. Surprisingly the seeing the dancers swing their thing was not as strange as seeing guys in gstrings. So not a fan of that. They are way hotter in some boxer briefs. Anywho, it was a pretty cool experience.