The Meat Inspectors were sent on an assignment to peep out the
Cheerleaders 1 year muff-versary, so we put on our stripper heels and went to do work son. We rolled in while it was still light outside which made us feel the extra squeeze of sleaze. But we are dirty broads, so a heavy hand never offends. Surprisingly, it was already busy. We made our way around and settled in and proceeded to double fist our way in hijinx.
Throughout the night, I had the pleasure of overhearing some amazing conversations in the bathroom. I love observing strippers in their natural states. The things you learn!
Things I heard:
A stripper talking about how she hates E and will never do it again.
A girl discussing how she got her stage name. It was based on a feminist leader and she thought the irony was funny.
A girl sitting on the floor smoking a cig talking about how sometimes the humanity is too much to take.
As well as what strippers do on their periods. For reference, they cut the string and just keep a check that it's not showing. Due to the Kegel muscles being so strong, it just stays where it's supposed to.
The girls were fun as usual. The guest dancer of the night was Stormy Daniels and she puts on a great show that involves hot wax. It seemed to push the other females into a feeding frenzy. Soon, there were scissor sisters galore and the Meat Inspectors were happy bitches. There is this lusty brunette that both Wiley and I love. She sells it right to you and is cute while being smutty. I started pleading my love to her and soon Wiley was yelling to her that she could move in and never have to work again. Ms. Juggs is willing to get a second job to send you through trade school, lusty brunette with the pretty eyes. I like Cheerleaders because they have a different variety of girls. Everything from crazy girls that look like they will set your house on fire to girls that look like they would babysit your kids
Mix Master Mike guest DJ'ed for the event and transformed 20 Jay-Z songs, TI, Dre, and Led Zeppelin into a hip-grinding, slip sliding good time. We danced like it was our jobs, not the ladies. We were grooving and having a good time when we caught the eye of one of the friendly fillies. She came up to us after her set. Natalie is a normal girl with a great body who likes to connect with her marks and make great conversation. Sometimes you want a chatty girl. She wasn't making a lot of tips and came over ready and willing to get fucked up. She said it would make the night worth it. What we have to say about this is go give this girl your money. She shouldn't have to be naked buying her own drinks at full price with the little tips she earned. She's talent with personality. We felt like part of the team when she started buying us drinks as well. You know you are rollin' hardcore when the strippers buy you drinks and you outdrink them. At the end of the night, we saw our girl being carried out. Well played, Natalie. You, at least, had a blast.
Sometimes, when the booze is flowing and the music is bumping, the Meat Inspectors can work themselves into a tizzy. Its like the magic hypnotic powers of tits and twat. They can steal six hours in a single slot shot. We swaggered out into the night giggling and drunk on >gratuitous nudeness.
I still have the same complaints about Cheerleaders. It's hard to give the girls their money and that because of this, it seems the girls make less money. And, of course, the lack of labia. However, they throw a great party and regularly have in great guest DJ's. Happy birthday, Cheerleaders.
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