August 31, 2004

Of Barmaids and Bullturds, a simple tale

Some bimbo* workin' in a strip club near Madison Square Garden is jes' swearin' the place is bein' haunted by 'publicans. It's all on a blog hosted by the Village Voice. One does wonder which side of the fence they are sittin' on, huh?

I thought it was particularly interestin' that our intrepid reporter noted this bit of information:

I remembered reading that the Boston strip clubs had sat empty throughout the Democratic National Convention—not because the Dems are more virtuous, I think, but because they can't afford the political risk.
I could tell ya the real reason** that the Dems didn't frequent the Boston strip clubs, but then I would have to shoot ya!

attribution for findin' this goes to Barefoot and Naked, found on the Texas Blogroll.

I had hoped this one would have made the OTB Traffic Jam on its own merits.

I work as a clothed cocktail waitress at a strip club on Manhattan's far West Side. I can't reveal the name of the club, or its exact location, because I don't want to get fired, so let's just say it's one of several upscale topless venues that have sprung up in recent years along Eleventh and Twelfth avenues. It's not far from Madison Square Garden and, this week, the GOP convention.

**I know the question begs as to how I can tell ya 'bout somethin' I didn't actually witness, but much like the li'l boy in Sixth Sense who saw dead people, I see things in most of the bullshit goin' on in the world that are inexplicably found somewhere between the lines.

Posted by Tiger at August 31, 2004 04:56 PM