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David did that to Saul in the cave.
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I was on TV with a REALLY hot exotic dancer, in 1992.
I saw her about 10-12 times between October, 1992 and December, 1993, at a number of different GTA strip clubs. She only danced for me about 3/4 of one song, total, half of one song, and a quarter of another. It might well have been her first shift when I met her for the first time at Fillmore's, where I used to play pool every so often. Back then, it was still $5 'air dances' on those wooden boxes, and only the also ran dancers would approach men minding their own business to solicit short term employment. The hot girls in the club would be busy most of the time, and when they weren't, they'd walk quickly around the club, looking to make eye contact with a guy who wanted to make a silent bid.
So I saw this very hot young lady, pass my way, and I caught her attention. She was about 5'5" tall, probably, (legitimately), 32 or 33C-24-34 natural, long curly black hair to the small of her back, and a very pretty face; a French and Filipina true 'exotic' mix. So, she starts to dance the first song, and we're talking, and she gets so into the conversation that she just squats down on the box, so we're approximately on eye level. She puts her top back on after that song, and squats on the box again. About four songs later, she says "Oh, I guess I'm supposed to be dancing", and she starts again, but this time only for about a quarter of the song, before she's squatting and talking again. This went on for about an hour and a half, then she had to do her stage show, and she says "That was two songs, so I guess you owe me $10", and I told her she was selling herself short, and gave her $100.
We both liked American Gladiators, and I saw the live tour in Niagara Falls, New York with a buddy of mine from College who lived in that area, his girlfriend, and two of her friends. The next time I saw the dancer, (gap of about one month before/ two weeks after AG), I told her about it, and she said "Why didn't you tell me? I would have totally gone with you", so I put that in the vault.
I knew she was a big fan of the Pittsburgh Penguins, and they only played one or possibly two games in Toronto in a season. One of those games was in early November, 1992. I called in a favour with my boss, who acquired the pair of tickets that were the season's tickets of one of our largest clients; first row Reds at Maple Leaf Gardens, right on the blue line.
So, now I have the tickets. but I don't know where to find the girl, and I'm hitting three strip clubs a night for one drink at each. I finally find her at Tony's East in Scarborough, which was/ is a lower scale establishment. So I see her, and ask her if she wants to go to the game, and she says sure, and I gave her her ticket, and we agreed to meet there.
So at the game, I'm sitting through most of the first period, and she hasn't shown up. with about five minutes left in the period, she arrives. She said that her two friends had to wait until the game was partially over for scalper's prices to drop to an amount they were willing to pay, and she negotiated for them. She was wearing her Mario Lemieux game jersey, and I had on a light blue V neck sweater, which I said was the "Ken Schinkel" 1967-68 shirt.
Back then, there was a dating show on Fox called Studs. in which two guys would go on dates with three different girls, the girls would tell the show's writers about the dates, and they would reword events to sound sexually provocative, and the guys had to guess who said which, to get points towards winning a more valuable expenses-paid date with the lady of his choice, if she also chose him. Each girl would write down 'Guy #1', 'Guy #2', or neither on a card, and if the guy who won the points round didn't pick a woman who also picked him, he got squat, just like in real life. Mark De Carlo was host, and they did a parody of the show, Amish Studs, on The Ben Stiller Show, which aired for most of the fall of '92, opposite 'Football carryover', and 60 Minutes.
I had a bag of pistachio nuts with me, that we shared, with me holding the bag of nuts in one hand, and both of us helping ourselves, so I said "You know, if we were on Studs, they would say "One taste of his salty nuts, and I was eating out of the palm of his hand.", and she agreed.
So, anyway, when Pittsburgh scored a goal, Hockey Night in Canada used a crowd shot containing someone wearing a Penguins game shirt, and it was us. People at my work told me they saw me on TV, and her friends told her that as well, but neither group knew who the other person was, except her two friends who wore the Paul Coffey and Jagr shirts, but they didn't see it, because they were at the game, but sitting in worse seats.
After the game, we three went to the club that used to be on the north east corner of Carleton & Church, across from where the Loblaws is now. It's still a night club, I think, but not the same one.
Saw her again for several hours at HOL Queensway the following month, in the room in the front; just us. I last spoke to her in January, 1993, the same day as Bill Clinton's inauguration, when she called me at work. The last thing she said to me was "I'm thinking about getting a real job". She didn't want to keep dancing because she didn't mind if guys starred at her body, but she didn't want them pawing her.
In that era, the best time to go to a strip club was from about mid November to mid December, because some seriously hot women would only do that for a few weeks a year, to pay for Christmas shopping, and winter vacations.
I saw her about 10-12 times between October, 1992 and December, 1993, at a number of different GTA strip clubs. She only danced for me about 3/4 of one song, total, half of one song, and a quarter of another. It might well have been her first shift when I met her for the first time at Fillmore's, where I used to play pool every so often. Back then, it was still $5 'air dances' on those wooden boxes, and only the also ran dancers would approach men minding their own business to solicit short term employment. The hot girls in the club would be busy most of the time, and when they weren't, they'd walk quickly around the club, looking to make eye contact with a guy who wanted to make a silent bid.
So I saw this very hot young lady, pass my way, and I caught her attention. She was about 5'5" tall, probably, (legitimately), 32 or 33C-24-34 natural, long curly black hair to the small of her back, and a very pretty face; a French and Filipina true 'exotic' mix. So, she starts to dance the first song, and we're talking, and she gets so into the conversation that she just squats down on the box, so we're approximately on eye level. She puts her top back on after that song, and squats on the box again. About four songs later, she says "Oh, I guess I'm supposed to be dancing", and she starts again, but this time only for about a quarter of the song, before she's squatting and talking again. This went on for about an hour and a half, then she had to do her stage show, and she says "That was two songs, so I guess you owe me $10", and I told her she was selling herself short, and gave her $100.
We both liked American Gladiators, and I saw the live tour in Niagara Falls, New York with a buddy of mine from College who lived in that area, his girlfriend, and two of her friends. The next time I saw the dancer, (gap of about one month before/ two weeks after AG), I told her about it, and she said "Why didn't you tell me? I would have totally gone with you", so I put that in the vault.
I knew she was a big fan of the Pittsburgh Penguins, and they only played one or possibly two games in Toronto in a season. One of those games was in early November, 1992. I called in a favour with my boss, who acquired the pair of tickets that were the season's tickets of one of our largest clients; first row Reds at Maple Leaf Gardens, right on the blue line.
So, now I have the tickets. but I don't know where to find the girl, and I'm hitting three strip clubs a night for one drink at each. I finally find her at Tony's East in Scarborough, which was/ is a lower scale establishment. So I see her, and ask her if she wants to go to the game, and she says sure, and I gave her her ticket, and we agreed to meet there.
So at the game, I'm sitting through most of the first period, and she hasn't shown up. with about five minutes left in the period, she arrives. She said that her two friends had to wait until the game was partially over for scalper's prices to drop to an amount they were willing to pay, and she negotiated for them. She was wearing her Mario Lemieux game jersey, and I had on a light blue V neck sweater, which I said was the "Ken Schinkel" 1967-68 shirt.
Back then, there was a dating show on Fox called Studs. in which two guys would go on dates with three different girls, the girls would tell the show's writers about the dates, and they would reword events to sound sexually provocative, and the guys had to guess who said which, to get points towards winning a more valuable expenses-paid date with the lady of his choice, if she also chose him. Each girl would write down 'Guy #1', 'Guy #2', or neither on a card, and if the guy who won the points round didn't pick a woman who also picked him, he got squat, just like in real life. Mark De Carlo was host, and they did a parody of the show, Amish Studs, on The Ben Stiller Show, which aired for most of the fall of '92, opposite 'Football carryover', and 60 Minutes.
I had a bag of pistachio nuts with me, that we shared, with me holding the bag of nuts in one hand, and both of us helping ourselves, so I said "You know, if we were on Studs, they would say "One taste of his salty nuts, and I was eating out of the palm of his hand.", and she agreed.
So, anyway, when Pittsburgh scored a goal, Hockey Night in Canada used a crowd shot containing someone wearing a Penguins game shirt, and it was us. People at my work told me they saw me on TV, and her friends told her that as well, but neither group knew who the other person was, except her two friends who wore the Paul Coffey and Jagr shirts, but they didn't see it, because they were at the game, but sitting in worse seats.
After the game, we three went to the club that used to be on the north east corner of Carleton & Church, across from where the Loblaws is now. It's still a night club, I think, but not the same one.
Saw her again for several hours at HOL Queensway the following month, in the room in the front; just us. I last spoke to her in January, 1993, the same day as Bill Clinton's inauguration, when she called me at work. The last thing she said to me was "I'm thinking about getting a real job". She didn't want to keep dancing because she didn't mind if guys starred at her body, but she didn't want them pawing her.
In that era, the best time to go to a strip club was from about mid November to mid December, because some seriously hot women would only do that for a few weeks a year, to pay for Christmas shopping, and winter vacations.
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In late October or early November, 1984, I was an opening act for Sam Kinison in his first ever Toronto performance, at the Yuk Yuk's club in Yorkville.
At that time, Sam was relatively unknown as a comedian outside of the Houston, Texas area. He had appeared on television once at that point, on a Rodney Dangerfield special on HBO, and the only place you could see HBO in Canada then was in a hotel room - we didn't even have TSN yet, and Much Music had only been on the air for about two months. The cable remote was huge, and attached to the converter with a wire, like mittens safety pinned to some kids' coats, remember that? There were twelve buttons that you could push, and a little 'shift' switch to move from 1-12, 13-24, and 25-36.
So Mark Breslin, the club owner, knew Sam was really funny, but no one knew who he was. He'd been booked to headline for Tuesday to Thursday, so on the Monday night, they brought him out on Amateur Night, and he did a 30 minute showcase of his material.
I only did Amateur Night three times, as a performer, but I worked with some guys who made a career of it; Tim Sims, Jeremy Hotz, Tim Progosh, (he was in a Sinbad television series), and Harlan Williams. There was this other guy named Tramoff, or Tramov, something like that, that also only did a few appearances. He wore this fake ginger wig, and had some devistating comebacks for hecklers, (and no, I am not him).
Anyway, Sam did his showcase, and I've never laughed so hard, before or since. It was almost cruel, he would hit you with another joke before your belly had stopped moving from the last one, and everyone was seeing the primal scream bit for the first time.
At that time, Sam was relatively unknown as a comedian outside of the Houston, Texas area. He had appeared on television once at that point, on a Rodney Dangerfield special on HBO, and the only place you could see HBO in Canada then was in a hotel room - we didn't even have TSN yet, and Much Music had only been on the air for about two months. The cable remote was huge, and attached to the converter with a wire, like mittens safety pinned to some kids' coats, remember that? There were twelve buttons that you could push, and a little 'shift' switch to move from 1-12, 13-24, and 25-36.
So Mark Breslin, the club owner, knew Sam was really funny, but no one knew who he was. He'd been booked to headline for Tuesday to Thursday, so on the Monday night, they brought him out on Amateur Night, and he did a 30 minute showcase of his material.
I only did Amateur Night three times, as a performer, but I worked with some guys who made a career of it; Tim Sims, Jeremy Hotz, Tim Progosh, (he was in a Sinbad television series), and Harlan Williams. There was this other guy named Tramoff, or Tramov, something like that, that also only did a few appearances. He wore this fake ginger wig, and had some devistating comebacks for hecklers, (and no, I am not him).
Anyway, Sam did his showcase, and I've never laughed so hard, before or since. It was almost cruel, he would hit you with another joke before your belly had stopped moving from the last one, and everyone was seeing the primal scream bit for the first time.
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I get sore abs from laughing on a good day around here. :biggrin2:
You have an interesting past - been on TV, performed at Yuk Yuk's ... :good:
I used to watch Evening at the Improv every night for years. I love stand up comedy.
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I once stumped the late Brian Linehan with a celebrity trivia question.
It was sometime in the '90's, I'm walking along Queen Street near University, and here comes Brian Linehan, whose reputation was that he had everything on everyone. So I asked him "Hey Brian, do you know the first television series role played by actor Jan Michael Vincent for a full season?", and he didn't know. So I told him that Vincent played Link in Danger Island on The Banana Splits Show, and he had this smile on his face that made him look like The Grinch from the 1966 cartoon Dr. Seuss' How the Grinch Stole Christmas, directed by Chuck Jones, who also directed all of the theatrical Road Runner & Wile E. Coyote cartoons, but none of the made for TV ones that weren't funny; most of those ones were directed by Rudy Larriva. Larriva directed the animated title sequence from the first season of The Twilight Zone, (1959-60).
It's unusual, but in Larriva's bio page, Wikipedia neglected to mention his work on Thundarr the Barbarian, (1980-82). They usually are a bit more thorough.
It was sometime in the '90's, I'm walking along Queen Street near University, and here comes Brian Linehan, whose reputation was that he had everything on everyone. So I asked him "Hey Brian, do you know the first television series role played by actor Jan Michael Vincent for a full season?", and he didn't know. So I told him that Vincent played Link in Danger Island on The Banana Splits Show, and he had this smile on his face that made him look like The Grinch from the 1966 cartoon Dr. Seuss' How the Grinch Stole Christmas, directed by Chuck Jones, who also directed all of the theatrical Road Runner & Wile E. Coyote cartoons, but none of the made for TV ones that weren't funny; most of those ones were directed by Rudy Larriva. Larriva directed the animated title sequence from the first season of The Twilight Zone, (1959-60).
It's unusual, but in Larriva's bio page, Wikipedia neglected to mention his work on Thundarr the Barbarian, (1980-82). They usually are a bit more thorough.
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Sarah said:
I like to perform standing up, if there's one of those 'folding tables' around someplace, with a handle on the side.
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Late '80's, civvie one night stand with a lady I met at the Beverley Tavern on Queen W. In the morning, I get up to take a leak.
I really have to pee, but nothing's coming out. So, I figure it's just a bit of morning wood lag, so I just wait for it.
About 30 seconds go by, and still no stream. So, I push forward a bit with the pelvic bone thrust, to see if that will get things moving. Now, I feel a very mild warmth, but there's still no bubles on the water, so I do the thrust again. Now it gets a little warmer, and I start to feel this expansion, but nothing's coming out, and it doesn't hurt. I'm thinking "Why doesn't this hurt? My dick is going to explode like a balloon; something like that should hurt, a lot. That's a bad sign. What did she have, that does this over night? This isn't fair! I took precautions. I'm sorry, Jesus!
And then I realized I was still wearing a condom from the night before. I can't see past the end of my nose, without my glasses.
I really have to pee, but nothing's coming out. So, I figure it's just a bit of morning wood lag, so I just wait for it.
About 30 seconds go by, and still no stream. So, I push forward a bit with the pelvic bone thrust, to see if that will get things moving. Now, I feel a very mild warmth, but there's still no bubles on the water, so I do the thrust again. Now it gets a little warmer, and I start to feel this expansion, but nothing's coming out, and it doesn't hurt. I'm thinking "Why doesn't this hurt? My dick is going to explode like a balloon; something like that should hurt, a lot. That's a bad sign. What did she have, that does this over night? This isn't fair! I took precautions. I'm sorry, Jesus!
And then I realized I was still wearing a condom from the night before. I can't see past the end of my nose, without my glasses.
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I had a friend in high school whose mother couldn't see at all, without her glasses. She was a little bit absent minded at times, but like all mothers, she was good at multitasking.
One day my friend's mother had a cold, and when she set his glasses down for a moment, the phone rang while she was making the kids' lunches. My buddy opened his sandwich at lunch, took one bite, and spit it out. It was peanut butter and Vick's Vaporub.
One day my friend's mother had a cold, and when she set his glasses down for a moment, the phone rang while she was making the kids' lunches. My buddy opened his sandwich at lunch, took one bite, and spit it out. It was peanut butter and Vick's Vaporub.
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papasmerf said:
You mean, like George Carlin's the seven words you can't say on TV? Or did you mean anal?
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Oedipus?
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Sarah said:
Is that an invitation, and if so, to whom?
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