Dame la gas-o-LEAN-ah!
I can't stop shakin my hips. I was having so much fun tonight. It started out kind of dead, but that changed pretty quickly. I avoided all the anti-lap-dance zombie loser dudes and kept looking for someone who wanted some action.
I had a cappuccino and I think I'm still wired from it. I wish we were open later because I still feel like dancing. I almost stopped by the after hours place but I don't work there. I wouldn't really want to spend the money I just made to go dance with a bunch of coke heads since that's what I was already doing. All good nights must come to an end, I suppose.
Ah, I won't deny, you know my hips don't lie...
I love my butt lift workout. I look awesome. I'll have more good news tomorrow night.