Just like any other group of people that work 2gether on a daily basis, u get attached 2 some. Some dancers make me laugh, some make me wanna cry, & some piss me off.

U go out 2 breakfast (late night after work, of course), chill out, & talk about things OTHER than dancing, strip clubs, & customers. Believe it or not, Strippers r people, 2.

STRIPPERS ROCK!!
Of course, I banged a few in my day, 2...


But that's yet ANOTHER story...
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