Such terrible memories......
Oh dear.....Tuubje, your link has just brought back memories of a terrible event in my life
My mother took me to see the Chippendales - she was 55 at the time & 3 of her friends came along, the oldest of which was 73. It was a terrifying ordeal - a theatre full of baying women *shudder*
I sat in the middle of the row to make sure I wasn\'t chosen for some humiliating ritual involving a banana and some whipped cream on stage

Afterwards I was even made to hang around for signatures (one of mum\'s friends had her arm in plaster and was determined to get a signing). Out they came....all bronzed, plucked and smelling of coconuts. I swear every single one of them was gay.
omg The shame, THE SHAME
