I like to share my wealth, so with this great windfall of cash that the Govt. is GIVING me, ( where do they get their money??) I thought I would share it one dollar at a time with these poor girls at the club. they can not even afford shirts...just spend all night dancing around a pole, lookin for the shirt I guess...... so every time they meander by me, I give them a dollar in hopes they can find a shirt.
it is the curse I live with...be such a caring, giving guy......
that is where I first met Kola......only she was looking for a shirt AND some pants!