So last night my buddy and I go to this little hole-in-the-wall strip club in southeast Georgia. These two asian "strippers" want to hang out with us (probably because they really liked us, right?), so they take us over to the side of the club where they have three bar tables. We are playing doubles, and while I am shooting one of the girls looks at the other and said in a foreign language "blah blah blah blah blah Bustamante."
I asked her what she said and she starts going off on how awesome these guys are that she knows from the Phillipines named Francisco Bustamante, Bata Reyes, and a couple of others who I can't recall.
Ok, so it's a lame story, but I found it interesting! I could tell you a different strip club story about this time in Sioux Falls with a stinky chested girl and a buddy of mine, but he might punch me in the head, give me horns, and kick me in the balls!
I asked her what she said and she starts going off on how awesome these guys are that she knows from the Phillipines named Francisco Bustamante, Bata Reyes, and a couple of others who I can't recall.
Ok, so it's a lame story, but I found it interesting! I could tell you a different strip club story about this time in Sioux Falls with a stinky chested girl and a buddy of mine, but he might punch me in the head, give me horns, and kick me in the balls!