bitful

As Ian correctly pointed out last week, whenever you take a friend to the Amateur Strip Night at the White Swan, and this friend has never been there before, and you warn him "it's crap, really" beforehand, it turns out to be a good night.

That is exactly what happened on Wednesday night, when Dr Bitful and I took Dr Bitful's ex and his new partner (how very civilised) there after dinner.

It was bound to be a better-than-average night then, with a touch of Eurovision to it: the DJ played this year's Russian and UK entries, and the amateur strippers were from Israel (young security guard who eventually won the hundred pounds prize), Latvia (did not pay much attention to the body, as I could not keep my eyes off the trail of grease that his hair left on the black wall as he was stroking his back against it), France (last minute shyness - did not do the full monty), Chiswick (scary lunatic who kept slapping and spreading his buttocks, giving literal meaning to the expression "warts and all") and Kennington.

The amateur stripper from Kennington was in fact Dr Bitful's ex, who came a close second.

You know, you get the feeling something not quite right when you see you man's ex stripping on a stage, and your first reaction is to want to get up there too and outdo him by fanning your feathers.

I guess no matter how developed our civilization, our animal instincts are hard to die.

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