I usually tell people what they want to hear. I too am from the land of Robot Clone. I thought about strippin but I'm a little bit butterface so I figured anything in the direction of using my body as income was a bad idea.
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You obviously haven't been to an average strip club. The mother and older sister of one of my best friends in high school (well, one of the four high schools I went to) were strippers. The mother had a glass eye and it creeped me the hell out. Face like a hatchet with that leathery quality skin gets when it's constantly tanned. Like that tanned New Jersey mom lady. The sister... Her face kind reminded me of the face Bette Midler made for her character in Hocus Pocus. Seriously. But they made bank! My friend had trouble making rent one month because of surprise costs like a car accident and medical bills with limited insurance help and her mom went to the strip club and made her rent in ONE NIGHT. And she didn't live in a ghetto $600 studio apartment, either. I was awed.
I can't hear advertisements for Austin's Yellow Rose strip club without thinking that if I went there, I might see at least the sister. Which is one of the myriad reasons I don't go.
Oh yeah, and my reason for frowning today was having to deal with accounting. I'm glad I don't have to do it for a living because every time I'm forced to do even a little every couple of months, I find myself dragging my feet and moaning about it like a lazy teenager told to take out the trash. It's just an automatic response. I'm so grateful to my accountant for baby stepping me through it all the time.
Assuming you mean but-her-face, nonsense! I try not to make eye contact or look into the general facial area for more than a second anyways. That makes things more intimate than they should be, and crossing a serious boundry for both in the stripper-client relationship. The face really doesn't matter anyways.
You do have one glaring flaw however. I don't know you, but based on how you write...I would guess you are not the dumb butterfly type with a mind full of happiness and marbles. That female power fight the system attitude would probably not allow you to do well as professional dancer. Don't despair. I'm sure you will find a less important career that will suit your abilities.
Regarding the robot fake clone comment, maybe you are right or maybe you’re wrong. The truth is, if you were to meet me in the real-world you would probably find me to be a very straight-and-narrow, responsible, corporate-minded, boring individual. I chose my PC name for a reason. Which one is the "real" me, or both, is yet to be determined.
Unlike some Catholics posting in this thread, I have never been in a strip club so I can neither confirm nor deny the efficacy of this method. However, in the same way that I think you would be better off treating a shattered pelvis with an orthopedic surgeon than sexual heeeeealing, I think you would be better off treating any and all mental health issues with a therapist.google results for "biology is a soft science": 7430Quote:
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google results for "LATRINSTORM. BIOLOGY IS NOT A SOFT SCIENCE.": no results found.
Am I wrong?I had a shot to use "pruning shearsy" and I took it. No apologies. No retreat. No surrender. No doubt. No pain.Quote:
Anyways, I sensed you using my name in vain. And voluntolding me for some weird fetish shit nonconsensually. Froooowns.
rofl at this. I'm too much of a snob to strip for money. It is on my bucket list but I'm thinking when I'm 70 years old or something. YOLOOOO.
Second of al,l Latrinsorm, I challenge your point with a counter google that also should make you QUESTION the very nature of your SOUL. I googled "Is physics antichrist science?" 18,500,000 results. BOOM. Argument won.
Nextness of all, SP. I'm calling it a draw and declare you at least a worthy contender in my realm of diplomatic bullshit and empty talk. That is all.
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