The Literotica Dodgy Nightclub

[Stout chap]

Decked out with white fluffy carpets and shiny red bar-stools. Women wearing belts for skirts and people starting fights.

You got any ID son?

 

[Zmey]

wooohooo *jumps and slides on a fluffy carpet*

 

[fond of facials]

Decked out with white fluffy carpets and shiny red bar-stools. Women wearing belts for skirts and people starting fights.

You got any ID son?

Sounds like my kind of place.

 

[Stout chap]

*Mixes large watered-down Sea Breeze with one of those little umbrellas and slides it to Missy Facial*

Here's a ridiculously high-priced drink fou you!

 

[Stout chap]

This is a respectable business.

*Offers to take Zmey's coat and hangs it on suspciously missile-shaped coathanger*

 

[Starblayde]

so, like... what music gets played?

 

[Stout chap]

Crap 80s electropop, though there is a seventies night where you get to listen to your favourite hits like Abba, Bee Gees, and so on.

 

[medjay]

No mace or pepper spray allowed, I hope.

 

[Starblayde]

Crap 80s electropop, though there is a seventies night where you get to listen to your favourite hits like Abba, Bee Gees, and so on.

*runs screaming from the thread*

 

[Stout chap]

No mace or pepper spray allowed, I hope.

*cough* ahem, err, yes

*runs screaming from the thread*

The fluffy rug of doom hath sealed thy fate.