Striptease

It was our last hooray before the summer break of my second year of college. My sorority sisters and I were working and we were pretty close to alcohol when Becky suggested we hit a Monty Canadian strip club. Well, being a little drunk, we all agreed and crossed the Canadian border from Rouses Point, New York. Upon arrival, we found seats near the front at the stage. A big blonde with breasts shook her property for everything they were worth and the more tip that we put the more she danced for us. There was a sign on the wall saying: