I thought of a very interesting story that happened to me years ago after reading Jennifer’s blog.
I was flirting with a girl at a bar (it’s always a bar that these things happen me) who seemed to be the center of attention in the smoking area. The smoking area is massive at this place. Even people who don’t smoke go there to hangout. It’s like a party every Saturday in the smoking area of this bar/club/cesspool. After much innocuous flirting, the topic of why don’t men shave down low came up. As a shaver, I definitely defended the rest of us and proved to her that I could find at least 3 men in the smoking area that shaved. And if I was right, she had to buy me some Remy or Courvoisier. Was I wrong, I would do the lewdest, nastiest, raunchiest dance with the fattest woman in the club or bar. She took the sucker bet. The first two were easy to spot. Him and him. Boom. “Raise your hand! You shave down low?!” I yelled out. “Yeah” was the reply from both. Those were easy because the top of their head was shaved with precision, so I knew they shaved down low also. The third guy took me about 45 seconds to find. His eyebrows were like a woman’s. His make up was pale and perfect in gothic fashion. Boom. “Number 3 raise your hand!” He took pride in his appearance. I wouldn’t be surprised if he worked at Lips as many show people frequently used to patron Sabbat on Saturdays at Shooterz when it was still around. Shooterz is still there, just Sabbat (gothic events) is no longer held there anymore. I got the drink and I got the phone number.
