Debbie Reynolds

Image ripped from this Las Vegas Sun article

You may have read on Amber’s blog that we went to a sex club this past Friday night in hopes of watching some people have teh sex. She’s already written a great wrap-up that I don’t think I could add much to presently. I will say that this is the third time recently that an experience has reminded me of the scene in the film version of Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas where Duke and Dr. Gonzo were twisted on ether and got kicked out of a Debbie Reynolds concert. I’m surprised there weren’t flapper girls roaming around offering shots of formaldehyde.

In the interest of science and unintentional comedy, we plan to tour both of the metro Atlanta sex clubs that we know of that aren’t S&M- or otherwise-themed and post a compare-and-contrast podcast in a few weeks. The mistake we made in going to Trapeze on a Friday was they were letting single men in. Saturdays are couples-only, so we’re going to see how the crowd is on one of those nights.

On a positive note, I did get to watch Amber pole dance, and she looked good! She’ll look even better when we get her pole installed that’s, like, clean. We’re hoping it will arrive this week in time for the party Saturday, but we haven’t heard anything yet.