Strip club anthems
We've all been there: consoling some weeping bio-med student behind a jizz-stained curtain as she shamefully surveys the grim pseudo-post-feminist landscape of 'modern' cunting Britain. All the while shieded by a cloak of respectability, just 'cos she's not getting her jaw beaten out of her skull by some fucking capitalist Nazi pimp cunthole at the time of writing. Intelligent women reduced to flashing their clits at gibbering pissholed shitbrains (such as I), who think it's all gonna be OK, because enjoyment of Motley Crue's 'Girls, Girls, Girls' can be construed as liking it as some kind of fucking ironic post-feminist anthem.
Anyway: best strip-club anthems?
Winkazoid!
Anyway: best strip-club anthems?
Winkazoid!