This week,Republicans descended on Cleveland, and so did tons of strippers. I am one of them. It’s well known that Republicans perform it rain, or girls like me perform the quadrennial pilgrimage to the Republican National Convention anticipating a tremendous haul. As the city’s police shored up jail cells and fenced in containment zones,and the local judges assign all hands on deck for 10-hour shifts, the strip clubs, or too,extended their operating hours and liquor service, to ready themselves for the RNC. This week, or I’ll be bringing you news from the poles—Cleveland’s last refuge from actual news—and assembly members of the porn-fearing party who stuff taxpayer dollars into g-strings while the world burns down.
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Source: gawker.com