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April 14, 2003
He's back.
So the husband made it back alive and relatively unscathed from the bachelor party, and he brought me the free chocolate his hotel gave him, so that got him some points right there.
Bottom line? Strippers are gross (my apologies to any of you in the exotic dance profession, but that's just how it is). Some of Dave's friends--though, I'm proud to say, not the prospective groom--are sad, pathetic men who were pegged right away as easy marks by said strippers. Hey, they may be nasty, but they know their audience. Anyway, for what these guys spend on strippers, I could feed my family for a month. And I am so not kidding.
The bachelorette party is this week. I can guarantee there will be no strippers present. Unless one of the girls attending is an exotic entertainer.
Gina 12:25 AM
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