Pep's Pimpin' Poker n' Pole Party

First of all i was looking good last night.

Let me rephrase that..i was looking really really good when i left the house last night.

Now i've never ever said things like that about myself last night and there were no photos to back up such outlandish claims due to the bucks night rule of no cameras but you have to trust me. In fact i wore the shirt Chris got me for Christmas (which i wore New Years Eve...Sab has the pics of that night) as i thought it was a nice night to wear it. So when Dad and I walked into the pub at Crown Casino i was greeted by Chris wearing the exact (and i stress exact) same shirt that i was wearing, we just looked at each other and shook our heads in disbeleif. Chris and Leigh (my former next door neighbour and a year older than Chris) already had my green poker hat at the ready with "Love Machine" written across the front in black ink.

I've never understood the nickname considering that this machine doesn't so a lot of lovin' but i'm used to the name asit's an in joke between me, Chris and Leigh. After a few drinks at the pub and the numbers grew we headed off to the poker room to play two hours of Texas Hold-em Poker. Noe being away from Australia i missed the resurrection of poker as an important game in the gambling world. Poker is huge over here in Australia these days and it was eventually going to happen that i got sucked into to Texas Hold-Em and i must say that i enjoyed it. Considering i had no idea how to play and that card games in general aren't exactly my strength (Sabrina can tell you all about how shit i was at canasta in China) i thought i did alright considering i was playing against people who had been in the game a lot longer than me.

As the poker wore on and the night became more entertaining, the buck (Chris) started to get into his element. He was working beautifully beverage wise and really enjoying the fact that his hand in poker lasted more than the usual 3 minutes that the Peppers take to lose cash whilst gambling. Needless to say the winner of the tournament was our family friend Keith who had never played the game in his life and managed to have the superior hand everytime the game was on the line. He didn't know what was going on half the time and just was shocked as everyone else when he won. It was a great way to start the night.

Being my brothers night i had the dual responsibility of having a great time and also keeping an eye on him to make sure he didn't do anything stupid. Well i'm proud to say i did both jobs so well that during a lap dance at the gentlemen's club known as the "Men's Gallery" i struck up a conversation with the first of two 'exotic dancers' who decided to take her clothes off in front of me. I was standing next to Chris when this tall slim brunette came up to me and said "want a dance?" so i thought why not. She clasped my hand and took me upstairs to a room which was retrofitted with what could only be described as exotic dancer cubicles. I sat down and she started to dance and so i start thinking about Jamie Lee Curtis in "True Lies." In the space of 8 minutes (which cost me $40) i managed to get her name ("Zara") why she was doing the job (single mum) how long she had been there (her first night) and how she enjoyed the job (she loved it). Here i was sitting down watching this woman strip completley naked in front of me and i turned it into a Q & A session.. i couldn't help it. I needed to talk.

At the end of her dance i wished her well and headed back out into the main room where Chris was no where to be seen. I think he had about 7 lapdances and was working beautifully. He was having a wonderful night and i was so happy to see that he was having a great night as well. After another lap dance (paid for by Chris) by a supposidly German dancer called "Montana" (have you ever heard of a German woman called 'Montana'?...honestly) i decided that that was enough naked chicks for me for one night. It was getting late and coming to that part of the evening where Chris wanted to kick on but the better judgement was to take him home. He got into a cab just after me and i got home about 2.30 yesterday morning.

It really was a fantastic night out and i must thank Leigh and Chris and Chris M for organising it. If Chris had as much fun as i did, then he had a wonderful night out. Well i know he did..he messaged me this morning saying his head was throbbing.

Mission Accomplished