Fantaledshrimpe
FantaledShrimpe
The girls were slow the act was nice but they were slow the drinks were melting the ice
before the patrons reordered some. The place was dead the sex was pantomimed. The
director decided to try some old Burlesque routines they had nothing left to lose. Three girls
naked from the top kissing each other not able to stop while wiggling there fantails up an
down an up and down they hoped it would bring down the house an it almost succeeded but
for the small drunk in the middle row JOE he smiled at the half naked ladies but he wanted to
get in on the act. He waddled to the stage and chased the girls around trying to actually get a
kiss at his age it was all he could hope for. They did not laugh no snicker no crack a half
facebook smile they dickered quickly for rights to which one would kick him off that stage
and the red headed long winded girl won. He tried to rally his attack and came back to the
edge of the orchestrated pitt she turned her back and hit him with her fantail shrimpe fell
headlong into the place where they were playing musick there. Oh WELL now that IS a deep
subject. Playing now at every bar and grill in town.
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