“Well,
what are you waiting for?” she asked as she began to count my empty
beer bottles. “Lets see, that’s one, two hmmmm fifteen nope 30 beers you had.”
she continued as she eyed me up and down. “I think we may be into a
serious penalty phase here.” she said gloatingly. “You can’t be
serious.” I begged. “I mean, there are all these other women around”
I whispered in her ear. “I am serious!” she said matter-of-factly.
“Now STRIP!!!!”