No it ain't, it's diarrhea and I'll just stay the hell away from him :facepalm:
So last night I'm out with my brother in law. We're hopping to a couple pre-parties and mind you have drank since 11:30. It's close to 1AM.
I turn to him and say, this is all Houston's got? He looks at me and responds back, well there is one place... but you have to have an open mind.
So we go.
We get there and there are gorgeous women everywhere. A lot of dudes. But I'm shitfaced and focused on the eye candy.
So I'm sitting in a leather couch with a group of the BILs friends in a private area. When I say his friends, I mena smoking hot bi sexual women. This is as close to fantasy as a faithful married man gets. I look across the open room and I see a stage. A guy is on it. He's dancing. I start looking around and realize the guys ARE making a lot of eye contact with me and then it hits home...
I lean over to my BIL and hes friends and say, did you know we're in a gay strip club? Everyone dies laughing. One girl responds, the question is, did you not?
We'd been there an hour and I didn't have the slightest clue.
:facepalm: