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Good one.
I went to a strip club just the other night. My first time in many years. I had a really good buzz on when I got there. I ordered a double Crown neat and grabbed a chair by the stage. You know the chairs...low to the ground...wheels...small...and very light. I'm 6' tall, 200 lbs and it's a tight fit.
Anyhow, I leaned forward to tip a dancer, the chair shoots out from under me and I go down on my ass. Not so bad, didn't spill my drink, the dancer laughed, I stood up.
I turn around to get the chair and it's now wedged under a table behind me. There's a few glasses laying on their side, a stripper with her mouth hanging open and what I think was a very upset customer. Never asked.
I pull the chair out from under their table, muttering an apology and the glasses now finish their decent to the floor via the strippers lap. Ooops.
Not one to dick around I immediately pulled 2 $20 bills out and offered the cash to them to replace their drinks and for their trouble. They took it, I went back to the stage and it was over. I was never even approached by a doorman, which I fully expected to be.
Oh...and all but one of my buddies melted into the background. Like gone. Fuckin pussies.
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