I was invited to go to Magic Mike night with a friend and as we arrived at the strip club, which typically only features female dancers, two girls in short shorts and high heels walked out of the club. “Looks like the laide are taking a break,” I said. “Oh, those are my friends,” she informed me and I realized this night was going to be more than magical.
Besides the two girls who I mistook for employees, there were about five other females surrounding the stage where the male dancers performed. Each had their own themes going – some did a better job with others. When it came to the pole, however, none of them did too great of job. While the female dancers gracefully handled the pole the male dancers appeared to get stuck as they would attempt to slide down.
One of the dancers, probably our favorite, donned a cornrow wig for one of his songs. As he was dancing several of the cornrows covered his face so he opted to play a little peek-a-boo as he pushed the cornrows to the side of his face. A few seconds later he took off his pants to reveal a penis pouch with googly eyes. Nothing says sexy like googly eyes undies.
When he was done dancing he came over to chat with us and we asked him about his life. “So tell us the truth. Are you an attorney who started stripping to get your way through college, graduated, got a job in an amazing law firm, and then quit your job to pursue your highly profitable Magic Mike gig?” “Close. I was married to a stripper and then she left me so I decided, probably to make her jealous, that I would strip.” “OK. Second question. What’s the deal with your Googly eye penis patch?” I asked. “It’s supposed to be a walrus but my kids pulled some of the parts off,” he told us. “Do you go out with the strippers?” my friend asked. “No, not anymore,” he told her. “Let me guess,” I said and added, “Now you just give them the googly eye?” “Exactly,” he replied.