The Gory Details

At first, I thought it might be best to leave some things to the imagination in my last post, but this is some good shit.

The scene is Masters on Cheshire Bridge Road, the day after St. Patrick's Day. It doesn't really matter how we got there, but we were there. Curious, let's say. I head directly to the restroom and don't immediately see what's going on in the place.

As I'm leaving the restroom and looking for my friends (no names, but there's a picture below), I don't immediately see them. I only see the upstanding clientele one would normally associate with a low-end strip club. So, I walk around the entire place before I see my friends. As I'm passing the main stage to get to where they are, I turn my head to the right. About ten feet away, a midget stipper is completely nude and doing a handstand. How freakish. I feel like I'm at a circus where Rob Zombie is the ringleader. Of course, I'm so stricken by wonderment that I can't look away as I walk by. My curiosity was then rewarded/punished when, while still doing a handstand, the midget stripper does the splits. Keep in mind she's COMPLETELY naked. And yes, they are small.

As a follow-up to this disturbing exercise in short-limbed balance, "Pixie" gets on all fours and starts shaking her tiny little ass. Wow. Didn't expect that. I'm still just curious how many people in that room were turned on by that and how many shared my WTF? reaction. Because, seriously, WTF?