Clubbing

Well I had my first clubbing experience at Whoretex, I mean Vortex the other night. Man oh man was that interesting. It totally turned me off to clubbing. Or at least clubbing in sleezy, dirty, nasty places. First of all there was the male choice, or lack of choice. The first guy who tried to dance with me was this little Mexican that looked like Pedro. His hair looked like a tupee and he had a huge mustache. I tried to just ignore him and move away. Well he didn't get the hint (he must have thought I was playing hard to get). Well finally when I ran out of places to move, I could feel him behind me. So I turned around, looked at him, and said "No, No" and then turned back around. Well he left. haha Then this other guy came up and started dancing with me. We will call him Kid Rock, cause well he looked just about that bad. I danced with him for awhile to be nice but he wasn't getting my hints either. When I'd stop dancing he'd just keep going. And then he started getting all touchy feely. That was a disgusting feeling. So I turned around, patted him on the chest, said "Thanks for danicng" and turned back around. Well he got that hint and left. My third choice was yet another piece of white trash named Roy. Well he didn't even last a whole song, he got my hints.
So after awhile me and AJ had a seat and were talking, waiting to leave. Sheila had run to grab our jackets that she had put on a speaker box. She comes back, holding my jacket at an arms length. Turns out someone threw up on my jacket. SOMEONE THREW UP ON MY FREAKIN JACKET!!! Who just does that? Plus it was a brand new jacket (like I bought it an hour before). Then when AJ stood up, he had gum all over his butt. Turned out someone decided that instead of throwing their gum away, or swallowing it, they would stick it on a chair. haha So we all left there pretty grossed out. haha What an experience.