The Booty Don't Stop*

A local developer is planning on building a new "Gentlemen's Club" (that phrase always kills us) around I-35 & Grand Avenue Parkway. But local residents are concerned that the new club would only bring "unsavory clientele" into the neighborhood, putting children at risk of drunk perverts. Come on, don't you folks already have high-speed internet? The die has been cast, we think.
The intersection near the proposed topless club already has two titty-bars and an adult bookstore, so all of this sound and fury from residents will probably turn out to be much ado about nothing. Men want to drink booze and see breasts, apparently, and the zoning laws are not really in the concerned residents' favor. The developer sees the attacks as a little unfair, saying, "There are strip clubs and bookstores already there. I think this is being blown out of proportion. I'm planning a retail center that could help the neighborhood with stores like a dry cleaners." Oh my god, our brain hurts - talk of strip clubs and dry cleaners in the same breath? Too.Many.Jokes. Anywho, it's gonna take a lot more than a trip to the dry cleaners to get the smell of stripper juice (yes, we did) and glitter out of these poor bastards' clothes.
*The headline for this post comes from the genius that is The Poem Adept, brother of Davy Rothbart of Found Magazine acclaim.*


