I'll see what I can do. I can only equate learning the ways of wine, women and song at Senor Frogs to learning to drive at a monster truck rally.
This makes me think of something that happened to me when I was a kid. When I was 18 in 1978 I was stationed at a place called Camp Hovey in Korea with the Army. So first day there these guys take me out to town. Little place called Toko Ri right outside the compound. I am immediatly confronted with a bar full of 5 dollar hookers. I had been laid some in high school, and sort of had a girlfreind, so I tell these guys .. never, ever, never would I be doing any 5 dollar hookers. My resolve lasted until I got drunk and it was game on for the next year.
There were maybe 15 bars in this little ville, and each one had a theme of sorts. Example: Rednecks could be found at the "Cowboy" listening to sappy country western crap. Black dudes held court at the "Black Panther" P-Funk and Donna Summers on the stereo. Young White fish whistlers like myself could be found at the "Sunshine Club" where AC/DC and Black Sabbath blasted at 1 million watts. Each bar had at least 10 hookers anytime, maybe 20 on a weekend and up to 30-40 in some of the bigger bars. The chicks tried to act like the targeted crowd. You have not lived until you have seen asian hookers acting like Black chicks " You go away Honkey.. you no soul brother, you Honkey cracker white boy" strutting around with full afro's with picks stuck in em. We would mess with them just so we could listen to them talk.
5 bucks short time 10 bucks overnight. There was a 12:00 P.M curfew in the country at the time and it was nothing to go ahead and do a couple after 10:00 P.M - You could get hammered drunk, laid three times and get something to eat for 20 bucks. It was like babes in Pornland. I was a totally different type of guy when I came home, I quite letting chicks wipe their ass with me.
So, then I wound up back in the states at Ft Lewis, and hung out in Lakewood. After a few weeks I was pretty sure I was never going to get laid again. Those chicks in Tacoma hated us. You had to be some kinda slut to take a G.I home ( maybe the fact that we seemed to run in packs of 10 hurt our chances )
That was my intro to the bar scene.
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