[ManChild]

on this day we shall honor the great posts of bengiec, here is one from his blog from vegas

Dear Stripper (Dancer)

You told me that the money didn't matter to you.
I believed you.
You told me that I was a special guy and that my money that I had was special.
You said that it would only be $260 plus tip.
I asked a second time and you said it would be $290.
I was ok with that.
You told me that I needed to go to an ATM. I agreed.
I threw $100 on the ground and told your skank ass to pick it up.
At this point I was getting even with you.
You stole $500 from me, Right from under my eyes.
My own drunken, sullen, glazed over, ripped up, eyes.
Your scar on your right nipple, I don't care, I payed you anyway.
But why did you send me to the ATM?
Are you so greedy that the $500 you found in my back pocket was not sufficient for your three kids?
I thought we had something special.
I guess I was wrong.
Still.
We had some memories.
I told some guy at the ATM he was a newb.
He was like, "Do we have a problem?"
I was like "Lol, you do, lol." Because you were getting money out of the ATM lol.
End of the story.
So stupid [censored] *dancer*. Enjoy my money. I hope you die.