So I just got I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell yesterday, and let me tell you that it's been a while since I've attained so much juvenile enjoyment out of a book. It's written by a guy named Tucker Max, who's website is something that's become part of my everyday viewing. If you haven't heard of him, or checked out his book yet, visit the site, read the stories and enjoy!
As a regular visitor to the strip club, I thought I knew my surroundings
pretty well. But something had been bugging me for a long while.
Something I couldn't quite put my finger on. Then it hit me. The
dancing, topless girls, numbering twelve in total, all bore a striking
resemblance to Jay Leno.
I think the best way to argue with someone is whenever they make a point say "That sounds like something Hitler might say." They'll get really quiet, and you can then make a counter-point.
