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fullygoldy) wrote2012-12-17 06:30 pm
fullygoldy) wrote2012-12-17 06:30 pm
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That Was Ridiculous!!
The Birthday Party was a great success! We Birthday girls had a lot of fun, and were delighted so many people turned up in assorted finery to celebrate with us. Local friends and Wiscon attendees will recognize the venue (Concourse Hotel, 6th floor party room used for Wiscon's Con Suite), and it was really a great place to have a party. The Concourse let us bring in everything, they just provided the room and the furnishings. We got to check in at 2, and we'd finished decorating and setting up in plenty of time to go around the corner for dinner the Capitol Tap House before people arrived.
This is us:
About midway through, our DHs brought us up front for a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday, followed immediately by the surprise they had collaborated on. OMG, you guys! They got us a male stripper!!!! O.O He was so ridiculous - he was supposed to dance for us, but was stripped down to his thong in about 40 secs. Then there was some posing. Then there was a "lap dance."
So, it turned out this was only the guy's 3rd time, and it really showed. DH reported he needed a drink to get up the nerve to get started, and he had forgotten his music, so he had to make do with ours. He went back and forth from being careful and respectful (in the pic, he's looking into my face and telling me what's going to happen next, and he's not actually touching anything of mine except my wrists, which were loosely held above my head) to being kind of grabby and aggressive about certain other poses. When he went around the room to dance for other women, the first few reported he didn't get in their laps until given the go ahead, but later women said he just basically charged them, and a few actually jumped up and left the area. :( No one left as a result, but he could have been much more sensitive to people's reactions. By the time his stint was up, my twin had recovered enough for friendly, standing farewell pics. So far, I've not received any others of me, but he did have me up in the air (bridal carry style) and stretched out on another sofa, both of which were less successful than the start.
Anyway - also in the timeframe of the picture, I started giggling because I realized the music had switched from Journey's "Any Way You Want It" (moderately appropriate for the application) to Kris Allen's "Alright with Me" LOLZ! My sweet, happy, boppy song is now forever associated with my one and only lap dance!! I was snickering so hard, I think that's why "Ken" decided to get off my lap and try his luck with my birthday twin. She was much less amused than I was, and I felt bad for her and her hub afterward (it was his idea), but my DH had tried to warn him. I'm constitutionally difficult to offend, so even if I wasn't into it (and I wasn't other than the amusement factor) DH knew I'd be okay. In fact, the last thing he tried with me was a "ride" on the sofa, and he was crouched above me, much further away than the previous attempt. I guess he was trying to talk dirty (which normally is a big Yes for me), but he said, "so, is this getting you all wet?" and it was SO RIDICULOUS (okay yes, maybe an exhibitionist would have been turned on, but I'm not and I wasn't), so when I opened my mouth, what came out was a smart-assed, "Honey, that's a permanent condition for me" in my best southern belle drawl. He huffed a laugh and gave up finally. I was pretty smug that I'd gotten to him until I found out how inexperienced he is.
We extended the party by going to a Packer party at a friend's on Sunday, and everyone there had been at the bday bash, so there was a lot of rehashing of the stripper incident. DH determined in the end that all the stories of the stripper were better than the actually strip show. My twin's hub told her "at least you can cross that off your bucket list." The look she gave him! Seriously, how he ever got the idea this was on her bucket list is beyond me.
This is us:
About midway through, our DHs brought us up front for a rousing rendition of Happy Birthday, followed immediately by the surprise they had collaborated on. OMG, you guys! They got us a male stripper!!!! O.O He was so ridiculous - he was supposed to dance for us, but was stripped down to his thong in about 40 secs. Then there was some posing. Then there was a "lap dance."
So, it turned out this was only the guy's 3rd time, and it really showed. DH reported he needed a drink to get up the nerve to get started, and he had forgotten his music, so he had to make do with ours. He went back and forth from being careful and respectful (in the pic, he's looking into my face and telling me what's going to happen next, and he's not actually touching anything of mine except my wrists, which were loosely held above my head) to being kind of grabby and aggressive about certain other poses. When he went around the room to dance for other women, the first few reported he didn't get in their laps until given the go ahead, but later women said he just basically charged them, and a few actually jumped up and left the area. :( No one left as a result, but he could have been much more sensitive to people's reactions. By the time his stint was up, my twin had recovered enough for friendly, standing farewell pics. So far, I've not received any others of me, but he did have me up in the air (bridal carry style) and stretched out on another sofa, both of which were less successful than the start.
Anyway - also in the timeframe of the picture, I started giggling because I realized the music had switched from Journey's "Any Way You Want It" (moderately appropriate for the application) to Kris Allen's "Alright with Me" LOLZ! My sweet, happy, boppy song is now forever associated with my one and only lap dance!! I was snickering so hard, I think that's why "Ken" decided to get off my lap and try his luck with my birthday twin. She was much less amused than I was, and I felt bad for her and her hub afterward (it was his idea), but my DH had tried to warn him. I'm constitutionally difficult to offend, so even if I wasn't into it (and I wasn't other than the amusement factor) DH knew I'd be okay. In fact, the last thing he tried with me was a "ride" on the sofa, and he was crouched above me, much further away than the previous attempt. I guess he was trying to talk dirty (which normally is a big Yes for me), but he said, "so, is this getting you all wet?" and it was SO RIDICULOUS (okay yes, maybe an exhibitionist would have been turned on, but I'm not and I wasn't), so when I opened my mouth, what came out was a smart-assed, "Honey, that's a permanent condition for me" in my best southern belle drawl. He huffed a laugh and gave up finally. I was pretty smug that I'd gotten to him until I found out how inexperienced he is.
We extended the party by going to a Packer party at a friend's on Sunday, and everyone there had been at the bday bash, so there was a lot of rehashing of the stripper incident. DH determined in the end that all the stories of the stripper were better than the actually strip show. My twin's hub told her "at least you can cross that off your bucket list." The look she gave him! Seriously, how he ever got the idea this was on her bucket list is beyond me.