Stripper

Michael:

“Oh yeah I have a stripper friend on Facebook”

Me:

“Oh really”

But then the grey matter ticks and I realise if my husband were befriending a stripper in a sleezy way he would not be advertising it.

Me:

“You can’t really show off about this, I am on to you, it’s your friend from high school”

Michael:

“Yes , but still do you have a stripper on your friend’s list?”

Many years ago Michael went to a pub and there was a strip show.  Onto the stage came his friend from high school, when she spotted Michael she shrieked and ran off the stage.

Things got really weird because Michael mentioned that she has small boobs for a stripper and I of course had to go and look at her profile picture.  I disagreed that boobs were the only qualifying aspect and said that I did not think stripping was only based on boob size as long as you have a good body which this girl obviously has. 

Me:

 “Not all guys like big boobs, I think that good bodies are more important”

I was suddenly expert even though I have never seen a strip show before.  I was next door to a strip show once but that is another story. 

Michael not convinced:

“Uh huh”

Me:

“Do you realise that we are arguing whether your high school friend has a stripper body or not?”

Michael:

“Yeah I think this conversation has gone a little too strange.”

I also knew a stripper, my cousin was a stripper, only she stripped paint off cars.  Her job description did impress the guys though, seeing that she omitted part of her job description.