....unless it's picture of me dancing on a stripper pole in a party bus...

The story behind this is quite innocent. Last week we were staying at the Aladdin, but because of scheduling conflicts, had to move the second half of our meetings to a new hotel. So after the main group finished up, the little sub-group that I'm part of packed up their stuff and got ready to go to the other hotel. Since there were about 14 of us going, we needed to rent a bus to get there. The cheapest bus that they could find was one of those party buses that they use for bachelor parties and strippers (guys, don't tell me you DON'T know what that is...). What was funny was that most of the people in my group were older people who had no idea what kind of bus this was. So there was no party on the party bus.

But I decided before we left the bus to have some fun with the stripper pole, because anyone who was at my bachelorette party knows of my skillz. Of course, I didn't do too well because of my big belly, but it was still fun.

So I'm considering taking up stripping to raise money for my unborn child.

Eh, maybe not...

Posted by Yano at January 16, 2006 10:31 AM

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