I'm all about it. Hold hands. Spank butts. Throw an arm around her. Kiss til you gotta come up for air. Show the world you're together. Fantastic. Wonderful. BUT...when I feel that I should be paying for a show, that's when it's time to take it to a hotel room or go home.
There's many benefits to the job I currently have. I've never been happier. But I don't pay for shows nor am I interested in getting free ones...so please, learn the difference between appropriate and not so much.
That is all.
Oh, apparently it pays (literally) to make friends with a beautiful girl that claims to be your sister and sends customers over by telling them it's my birthday...for how slow we were, tonight was a good night. Bills will be thankful.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
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