The Recycler

    Have you ever heard the phrase "Money does grow on trees?!" Well that is a tale I'm about to tell you today. .... Approximately two years ago Deacon and I went to a stripclub one day by the name of SCORES. There was a lot of fun and dancing. Mostly by the women. The wait around took a while, but it was worth it. As the night went by, there was A LOT......and I mean A LOT of thirsty men. At one point, there was an old man around his early 60's had private dance, after private dance all with in intervals of 10 minutes apart.  I looked at Deacon as both us pulled out or $20 bills.

    "I think it's our turn now." I tell him. 

    "OH YEAH!" He says with enthusiam. 

    Two dancers then had gone up to us as Deacon and I had gone into the private. I have to tell you it was quite the experience for both of us. Deacon was the lucky one though as he got one for free. How did he get one for free? Well he had a found a $20 bill siting the seat next to him.
    "Excuse me. I found this $20 on the seat next me." He tells the dancer.
    "Well if it doesn't belong to anyone then, it's yours and I'lll take it." The dancer says as she continues the private dance.

    "Sounds good to me!" Deacon exclaims joy

     As both our private dances come to an end, we headed back to the front, where Deacon was down to his last dollar. Out of nowhere, a random dollar bill came floating in the air and landing right on his lap. I also wanted a dollar, so I took one from the stage. However, I didn't realize it was the entertainers. As I kept doing this, one of the dancer notified the bouncers. As they walked up to us, the bouncer looked like he was ready to throw us out.

    "So the dancers say you were taking dollar bills from the stage and using it tip to the girls." He says as he stares at me dead in the eyes.

    "Well she dropped on stage, I was givtng the dollar back to her." I answered back trying to defend myself. 
    "That's fine, but I'll let you off with a warning....Don't ever do that again." The bouncer says as he let's us be.

    As the soon as the bouncer left. The all dancers started gossiping. I had decided to apoligize do the dancers. 

    "I'm sorry, I was doing that." I said with sincerity. 

     "It's okay........RECYCLER." The dancer replies back sarcasitcally. 

    Throughout the night, I was dubbed The Recycler by most of the dancers. Towards the end of the night the bouncer walks up to us and sees that we weren't buying anything. 

    "Excuse me boys if you're not going to get anything, I'm going to have to ask you to leave the premise." He says to the two of us escorting us out of the club. So the morale of the story is ALWAYS MAKE SURE YOU RECYCLE! ♽