Damn! You're a busy man! You have a real job, too!! Like I said to DrSarcasm, my friend ( we actually graduated high school together, my senior class had 21 people, that's it! 3 of us were named Joshua, so we all had to be called by our last names, the 3 of us were close. Fast forward a few years were at a strip club, My friend was an alcoholic and been there since lunch. (It was 7:00-8:00pm when I got there). An hour or two later, he needs more cash, pulls his wallet out then his card, he looked a little confused, stripper comes to our section of the stage where the pole is (in Atlanta, they get butt ass naked, no pasties, nothing! She gives us beaver shot, turns around, shakes that ass, then I see a credit card get swiped between her cheeks! Mi thought we were going to get killed! They literally threw him out the front door! Didn't touch me, scared me to death! Lol
