Steve Caouette and I did this college in Northhampton,Mass last year. When we got there, we noticed that there were no men around. Then it hit us. A GIRL SCHOOL! We checked into the hotel, and giggled. We’d hit the jackpot. We cleaned up for the show, went to the auditorium, and mingled with the students. We became friendly with a few of them, and made plans to go party after.

After the gig, three of the girls took us to a dance club across from the hotel we were staying at. We thought this was cool, but we were way to sober to dance. The girls dragged us on the floor, and we just stood there like idiots.

Eventually, we got into it, lost our inhibitions, and danced. We still looked like idiots. The girls still thought we were cute, and joined us back at the hotel for some more drinking.

Somehow the topic of lapdancing came up, and two of the girls jumped up and danced on our laps. We thought this was pretty cool. The other girl, however, was wigging. She demanded that they leave, now.

No big deal. They leave, we had fun, so what. The girls wouldn’t let go, though. They took my business cards, and wrote “I OWE YOU ONE LAP DANCE”. Now an average guy would find this cute, and conveniently discard the document. To prove what complete losers me and Steve are, I guarantee you if you ask me or him about the cards, we’ll both have them in our wallets, just waiting to run into them again.