Oh, yes, it’s ladies night …
I mean, I laughed really hard when I read this story for a lot of reasons, the least of which being that they were dressed like characters from “Top Gun.” Wow. 1987 called. It wants its sex symbols back.
Nobody thought to check out these guys before signing them to *cough* perform? I remember once, back in the day, I went to a “revue” at Club F-O-X in New Martinsville, and it was effin’ gross. I mean, greased up, mulleted, fake tanned skeezebags gyrating around like someone unleashed an unruly monkey in their pants. I didn’t pay for it. I don’t remember why I was there, but I vowed to never, ever see something like that in person … again.
But am I the only one who’s seeing this as the scenario in Culpeper?
I don’t know why, but I just have this feeling that’s what we were dealing with here.