YSaC, Vol. 1241: I got a pole in my basement, so shawty just come bring a friend.
LICENSED ENTERTAINMENT AGENCY LOOKING TO HIRE MALE GOGO/STRIPPERS
HELLO MEN
WE ARE A NATIONWIDE AGENCY LOOKING TO HIRE NEW FRESH FACES AND BODYS FOR CLUBS PRIVATE EVENTS ETC SO IF YOU ALREADY A DANCER/STRIPPER OR GOGO BOY OR YOU NEW TO THIS AND THOUGHT YOU WANT TO TRY OUT THAN EMAIL US YOUR BIO STATS AGE AND RACE WITH PICS
THESE ARE PAID GIGS FOR PROFESSIONAL MEN
These private events, of course, take place in swanky clubs and mansions … well, the stone basements of swanky clubs and mansions. We’ve got two options for pole dancing — you’ll have to watch out for splinters from one of them or metal scalds on your inner thigh from the hot water plumbing. And when you’re done dancing, we can just hose the oil and glitter off you and then clean up with the wet vac.
And no, it’s not weird at all that this was posted in “Men Seeking Men.” Okay, maybe it is. Yeah, I guess it is. Really, really weird.
Thanks, Seth!
“It rubs the lotion on its skin…”
At least they thought to remove the bodies before taking the picture.
And you can barely see the bloodstains!
There must be a new Instagram filter for that.
I would go sit in the corner and wrap my arms around my knees and just rock back and forth for a while, but, I have to go to work–which means driving 45 miles among the sparkii. Some of whom would not be surprised by this. I’d weep, but my eyes are already too itchy from allergies.
There, I fixed it.
That pole looks a little woody…
That’s what she said…
PECIL splinters!
Is the basement at least licensed?
For what, exactly? It has permits to be a basement.
Well, at least the poster is being honest about where this propesition is going. Most people who are looking to capture strippers will tell you that they have a fully furnished basement and will be useing silk strand rope; the honesty here is refreshing.
*proposition
Oh no, I couldn’t, I shouldn’t! Oh kelli!
*blushes*
*Preposition
*like
All the men come to this basement,
And the basement’s such a mess.
Wiring pokes through the casement,
And that wet vac won’t impress.
Don’t bump into all the plumbing;
Don’t trip over that long hose.
This frigid basement’s pretty numbing
As you dance and take off your clothes.
I’m a basement dancer,
A dancer in basements.
I’ll dance where you want me to do.
Just a basement dancer,
A dancer in basements,
And any support beam will do.
I’d not let man nor beast nor ferret run around that cellar. Now manbearpig…maybe
Male strippers for my birthday? You shouldn’t have!
*looks at basement setup* No, really, you shouldn’t have.
p.s. it actually is my birthday today.
BBUY! *throws confetti* Coffee slices all around!
Aye! Happiness to Ye on this day! You know what they say about fine wine, so ‘ere’s yer bouquet, and cheers!
RBUY! *throws spagetti* Meatball marinade all around!
Did I do that right?
I’m totally doing that instead of confetti from now on.
Hapty Birfday Silva!
happy birthday Silva!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
I brung you a cake with candles but the drafty basement breeze keeps blowing them out. Happy B Day!
[for Loop;erg<exhausted]
[celebratory fireworks <ooh! ahh>]
[bands playing]
[foods enjoyed]
[crowds adulating]
[repeat]
Happy Birthday! I’d make a “It’s Raining Men” or men in their birthday suits kind of comment, but, meh, I was late to the party 🙂
Happy Birthday. I’m sorry I could only afford the one retired geriatric Chippendale dancer. And these blinders… you might need them.
Who you callin’ “geriatric*”!? I resemble that remark….
*Taco would spell that “gerryasstrick.
I didn’t recognize you without your…. bicycle. 8)
Happy Birthday Silva 🙂
and may you have many Noir!
http://www.etsy.com/search_results_shop.php?search_query=hippo+birdie&search_type=user_shop_ttt_id_10132583&ref=auto
Happy B’day, Miss Silva! Have a lovely day and may your dance card never be empty. 😀
Felicitations! and happy birthday! It’s your special day – I hope it was enjoyable!
So this is the new *venture* Grant was talking about on TAPS…
Once a plumber, always a plumber.
Looks at ad. Looks at picture. Decides humanity is truly doomed if even one man answers that ad. Goes back to bed.
I put myself in the box and this is what I get to look at all day? Sheesh. You people need to start showing up on the weekends, okay? I know you’ll all be here tomorrow to help me with the punching.
—> missing the smiling puppy. Where’d he go? Canada’s not THAT big.
I wish I could put an ad on Craigslist Canada, eh?
“…LOOKING TO HIRE NEW FRESH FACES AND BODYS….”
The old ones in the basement are getting too rotten?
“RACE WITH PICS”
I never race with pics you weirdo! I leave my pics at home when I get racy.
You’re bad! You’re nationwide!
“RACE WITH PICS”
Is that like running with scissors?
Or Dance with Woofs?
Friends With Baggage?
Married with children?
Comes with consequences?
Unlike auto racing, this pole position is not very good.
And the name of our place is Wireworld! Or PipePlace?
*snicker*
you said Pipeplace…
Is that a ShopVac or some kind of service droid in the photo?
Yes.
Surely we’re failing to see the potential in the place? reminds me of so many apartment ads. At least sparky has the grace to forewarn potential male gogo/stripppers in advance of their working conditions Imagine if it had been a surprise for their first night – all decked out in pvc and feathers and then turning up at that …(words fail me) ….. basement?
Male gogo dancers? Is there such a thing?
Maybe not ‘gogo’ – maybe ‘come and go’.
Hello? Can I come out now? I guess I need to Punchity Punch Punch myself this morning. . . ow!
Good Morning, Full Monty!