Frustrated I announced to my darling parents that I would just have to start working the lunch shift at the Uptown Cabaret, which is just up the street from my office. The Uptown Cabaret is a "classy, gentlemans club," and I surmised that I could make upwards of $100 for an hour of "work." Daddy thought for a few minutes about my plan and then told me with paternal wisdom, "To be a good working girl you have to be able to move your hips. As we all know, that doesn't happen when you move. There might be a stripping Special Olympics that you could try to join." Try as I might, I couldn't muster any annoyance because he is exactly right.
Instead of being able to pull off moves like these:
Mine end up looking more like these:
15 comments:
Oh my gosh I am crying I am laughing so hard!!!!
hahahahahaha. This is too funny!
OMG, laughing my butt off.
HILARIOUS! :)
I thought for a moment you might be serious...I was like...WTF...lol!
hahaha - your Dad is hilarious!!
You crack me up. ;-)
OMG! Too funny...I'm dying ;)
Oh my gosh, hilarious!!
i seriously just LOL'd .. funny post
Oh my gosh...this brings back bad memories. I lost at Truth or Dare and had to give my husband a lap dance (fully clothed) in front of friends. They are still laughing at my non-moves. = (
That's too funny! haha. Well i'm sure something will turn up soon :)
You and me both.... these hips cannot move in a regular rhymthic pattern to save my life. A friend of mine tried to teach me a dance once and gave up after twenty minutes of me being unable to stay on the beat!
Ahahaha! Pee Wee! I love it when he dances, so I would give you lots of tips if you danced like him! And no kidding- Tom Collins is pretty much my fave drink besides champagne, EVER!
HA! so funny. i remember ole pee wee's dances ...
i'd have to admit, i'd look alot like him too!
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