You Got Porn Stars!

There are a couple of things in life I think we all don’t expect to be late like your dreams, new born babies, a females period, and strippers. Yes I said it strippers. Take a moment to think about it and then nodded in agreement.

“But where did strippers come from?”

The answer my dear Watson can be found in the following abrupt story that I shall now retell to you, the reader. However, before I dive into the tell I must inform you that this following story will be abrupt for the following five reason…

5.) The individuals that were at the party could possibly be greatly offended by me giving out too much information regarding their actions

4.) It would take longer than this page in the blog to retell what happen on that
particular night

3.) I believe more professional people are reading the blog so why incriminate
myself

2.) If you really need to know about all the details you probably should have been
there because this page out the blog is more about the lateness of the strippers not
so much what they did.

1.) I actually wasn’t there… “But why not?” As cheesy and possibly unbelievable as it might sound I felt funny about paying money for a woman to take her clothing off. Weird I know, but don’t blame me for how I feel it’s just how I feel.

Anyway, the story actually begins with me, the writer, being informed of the stripper party. Despite popular belief I did not come up with the idea. Yes, I do a lot of planning and thinking, but this time it was not my idea. I leave that concept completely up to the Godfather who thought it would be a great money maker. So he basically presented the idea to me as the following…

“We’re having a stripper party on the 4th at 2 am till 5 am”

“Umm, I’m down. Glad we had this discussion I guess.”

Anyway, the event happened on the 4th and as I was told the strippers showed up two hours late. Yes the people who the whole party was thrown for showed up late to their own party. Black people and CP time may never be fixed (SMH). Well, from the videos and stories I heard it still all turned out as a great event and a fun time. There were endless beads being pulled out of a place I will not mention, bottles disappearing into wholes, tig ol bits flying everywhere, and hungry hippos eating till their hearts delight. All in all it was a good time for all who were there.

“So what was the purpose of this note?” you might ask.

To simply remind you that even though things don’t always come on time it doesn’t mean that you still won’t enjoy it when it gets there. So stop worrying about the clock and just enjoying the waiting period cause when that dream finally does arrive you’ll still enjoy it. Don’t believe me ask anyone who was there and they’ll probably agree.