So we started singing, just the three of us.
An older couple wandered in, played some pool, and left. A guy came in, looking for a male strip club, and decided to stay and hang out with timenchanter when we didn't know of any.
After a bit, Wayne (the more palatable side of Trankenstein) came in, and started singing. That at least made four of us, and only two I had to worry about suiciding.
trivialt showed up fairly late in the evening, for "just a song." Between the speed of the rotation and general hanging out, he got in three before leaving.
And that was the night. I ran for 13 rotations between 10:00pm and 2:00am. Then Bekki hung out, and I searched out and showed various clips, including both the old and modern "Springtime for Hitler." Still, we were all out of there by 2:40am.
It was a very good day for tits. Bekki flashed a couple of times. Her fiancé's a very lucky guy.
I had some supper by myself at IHOP, where I spent far more than I made for the evening.
Then home, and sleep.
Apart from a bit of wakefulness around 10:00am, I got up today around 2:30pm, and with my typical speed, left the house around 6:30pm. I got my beard trimmed (more like "nuked," actually), and had a long dinner at Red Robin.
And now I'm home. An exciting life lead I.
But at least it's had a satisfying level of nipple content, lately.