Strip Clubs and Such
I keep forgetting to mention this! A while back our resident porn-collector on the Forbidden Forum, SixSixSix, posted a great message on how to collect some porn for free on the 'net. The best thing he wrote about was this little program called "EZPics". It bills itself as "The greatest program in the world", and it really is... at least so far as collecting a lot of good porn pictures goes!
The reason I've been meaning to mention this program is because it really does work great. I'm in love with it!!! But unfortunately, it seems that I'm in the minority. Why? Because no one posts any new EZCodes there!!!
I've been posting codes (like, for the blue-haired girl, for instance). But it's like, hardly anyone else does. Why?!? Why not share free pix that you find on the net with everyone else?!? :P
And so, to summarize: EZPics? Not an easy program to learn, but once learned, you'll help not only yourself but everyone else by using it properly. Totally cool.
By the way, I don't know the EZPics people; I don't get paid to plug them; I'm just a fan!!! ...who happens to want more people to post codes. So she can get more pix. That's all! :P
Okay. Moving on! There's something I wanted to share with all my female fans out there (guys, you can read this, but it won't pertain to you so much! ...well, maybe a little...).
Ever feel lonely? Ever feel unattractive? Ever feel socially isolated?
I have a piece of advice for you: go to a strip-club... by yourself.
Tonight, I did just that. For the first time ever, I went to a "gentleman's" club alone.
Why? Well, it all started earlier this evening. I had no plans for tonight. I was sort of sad, a bit bored, but determined not to let these feelings devolve into depression. So I took a walk.
Walks can be invigorating. I walked for about an hour, smoking and walking, ignoring my ringing cell-phone (which, btw, I just had turned back on! Yay!). Suddenly I came to---
Okay, I shouldn't mention the street names (someone might recognize them). But anyway, they're two major roads. And at the corner, there, is a little strip-club called SlutHouse (duh, not really! Again, I'm making up a name to protect my anonimity).
For some reason I decided to go inside. I sort of had to pee, but not really (but that was the excuse I gave myself). Now, I've been to strip-clubs before, duh. But never by myself. Never alone.
I will again. It was awesome. Seriously, it was the most fun!
Once more I have to say this to all my female readers: if you ever want attention, go to a stripclub alone. Seriously! Totally rad. Totally worth it.
I was the most popular girl in the room, almost immediately. You have no idea what it felt like. The strippers there? Way more attractive than me: naked, big boobs, dancing! But seriously? All the guys stared at little old me, not them.
The doorman even walked me to a table, and he waved the cover-charge for the night.
I never paid a dime. Which is good, because I only had $11 on me! Almost immeidately I was accosted by men, wanting to buy me drinks.
I'm not supposed to drink right now, but I'll admit it... I did. I mean, I was so awestruck, so fucking shell-shocked by the attention I was receiving... how could I *not* accept the offers from these men?!?
The strippers, by the way? Even nicer than the guys. One of the girls, who said her "real" name was Maria, became my like, best friend for the night. Apparently some guy paid *her* to take *me* upstairs to the "private" room. At first we just talked, and I asked her a *ton* of questions about her work (I was hoping to learn even more about strip-clubs for the benefit of my story, Trailer Trash Teen!!!). Eventually, though, she started to dance for me.
Guys, I'm not a lesbian. But... whoa! Whoa. She sure knew what she was doing. I'll leave it at that.
Anyway, after that little session, I went back down to the floor. Once again guys bought me tons of drinks... it was crazy. Seriously crazy! There were hot naked women on stage, but everyone had their eyes glued to me, it seemed! I was absolutely the most popular girl in the room. Totally.
Eventually I was drunk, horny, and fucking crazy. Thank God that I realized this! Because when I stood to leave, finally, I was nearly dragged back down by the men sitting at my table. But I insisted that I had to go, and eventually I did.
Sigh. It truly was a great time. An awesome time. I've never felt so wanted, so needed before. I didn't spend a dime (except for the $9.50 it took a cab to drive me back), yet I got really hammered and was the center of attention for over two hours.
When I've been to these clubs before, with other guys, nothing like this ever occurred. Now I know why: because all the clientile there saw me as some bitch with her buddies.
When I went there alone tonight, I was just some bitch!
Anyway. I'm not going to do this often. But to all my female fans out there, let me tell you this:
If you want a good time, go to a stripclub by yourself!
More tomorrow!
-shannon-
The reason I've been meaning to mention this program is because it really does work great. I'm in love with it!!! But unfortunately, it seems that I'm in the minority. Why? Because no one posts any new EZCodes there!!!
I've been posting codes (like, for the blue-haired girl, for instance). But it's like, hardly anyone else does. Why?!? Why not share free pix that you find on the net with everyone else?!? :P
And so, to summarize: EZPics? Not an easy program to learn, but once learned, you'll help not only yourself but everyone else by using it properly. Totally cool.
By the way, I don't know the EZPics people; I don't get paid to plug them; I'm just a fan!!! ...who happens to want more people to post codes. So she can get more pix. That's all! :P
Okay. Moving on! There's something I wanted to share with all my female fans out there (guys, you can read this, but it won't pertain to you so much! ...well, maybe a little...).
Ever feel lonely? Ever feel unattractive? Ever feel socially isolated?
I have a piece of advice for you: go to a strip-club... by yourself.
Tonight, I did just that. For the first time ever, I went to a "gentleman's" club alone.
Why? Well, it all started earlier this evening. I had no plans for tonight. I was sort of sad, a bit bored, but determined not to let these feelings devolve into depression. So I took a walk.
Walks can be invigorating. I walked for about an hour, smoking and walking, ignoring my ringing cell-phone (which, btw, I just had turned back on! Yay!). Suddenly I came to---
Okay, I shouldn't mention the street names (someone might recognize them). But anyway, they're two major roads. And at the corner, there, is a little strip-club called SlutHouse (duh, not really! Again, I'm making up a name to protect my anonimity).
For some reason I decided to go inside. I sort of had to pee, but not really (but that was the excuse I gave myself). Now, I've been to strip-clubs before, duh. But never by myself. Never alone.
I will again. It was awesome. Seriously, it was the most fun!
Once more I have to say this to all my female readers: if you ever want attention, go to a stripclub alone. Seriously! Totally rad. Totally worth it.
I was the most popular girl in the room, almost immediately. You have no idea what it felt like. The strippers there? Way more attractive than me: naked, big boobs, dancing! But seriously? All the guys stared at little old me, not them.
The doorman even walked me to a table, and he waved the cover-charge for the night.
I never paid a dime. Which is good, because I only had $11 on me! Almost immeidately I was accosted by men, wanting to buy me drinks.
I'm not supposed to drink right now, but I'll admit it... I did. I mean, I was so awestruck, so fucking shell-shocked by the attention I was receiving... how could I *not* accept the offers from these men?!?
The strippers, by the way? Even nicer than the guys. One of the girls, who said her "real" name was Maria, became my like, best friend for the night. Apparently some guy paid *her* to take *me* upstairs to the "private" room. At first we just talked, and I asked her a *ton* of questions about her work (I was hoping to learn even more about strip-clubs for the benefit of my story, Trailer Trash Teen!!!). Eventually, though, she started to dance for me.
Guys, I'm not a lesbian. But... whoa! Whoa. She sure knew what she was doing. I'll leave it at that.
Anyway, after that little session, I went back down to the floor. Once again guys bought me tons of drinks... it was crazy. Seriously crazy! There were hot naked women on stage, but everyone had their eyes glued to me, it seemed! I was absolutely the most popular girl in the room. Totally.
Eventually I was drunk, horny, and fucking crazy. Thank God that I realized this! Because when I stood to leave, finally, I was nearly dragged back down by the men sitting at my table. But I insisted that I had to go, and eventually I did.
Sigh. It truly was a great time. An awesome time. I've never felt so wanted, so needed before. I didn't spend a dime (except for the $9.50 it took a cab to drive me back), yet I got really hammered and was the center of attention for over two hours.
When I've been to these clubs before, with other guys, nothing like this ever occurred. Now I know why: because all the clientile there saw me as some bitch with her buddies.
When I went there alone tonight, I was just some bitch!
Anyway. I'm not going to do this often. But to all my female fans out there, let me tell you this:
If you want a good time, go to a stripclub by yourself!
More tomorrow!
-shannon-
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