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popper
on 2/6/2004 3:55:15 PM
They never talk to me ... but I can tell you that the best stripper/buddy of mine interaction I've ever taken in was between a fit young blonde woman and Billy McIlvride at the Wild Duck (PoCo? Pitt Meadows?).
The girl sits down with us before her show, and slaps her high heels (killer) on the table. "I can't dance in these shoes..." she says... if you ever run into Erica, she can do the girl's voice perfectly. Turns out the heels give her back trouble... paging Dr. Mcilvride... Billy does a quick assessment and determines that "her sacroiliac is out of joint", and turns to me, one eyebrow raised, dead serious, to see if I concur with his diagnosis. Dr. Popp usually checks out around the time a lithe, tanned woman in a red sequined thong shows up... so I prescribed myself another pitcher.
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