Thursday, February 17, 2005

Meet my new hero, Chris Teague!

Nude Club Hands Out Pencils, Sketch Pads

Strip clubs...whatever. I don't go to them because the beer is too expensive and I've got over a gig of porn here at home. So, why go out and be aroused by naked women dancing and, simultaneously, be depressed by the sight of lonely old guys shoving small bills into g-strings with trembling, lust-palsied hands when I can sit here being aroused by naked women having sex and, simultaneously, be depressed by the thought that I have both a lonely, forlorn existence and a small penis?

No contest: I stay home.

However, while I have no love for strip clubs, I have even less for Draconian rules against them. So, hats off to Chris Teague, who found that little loophole in the law and, simultaneously, filled it with culture and naked women.

That is some serious artistry there, folks.

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