May 20, 2010
Bumping and Grinding
Speaking of grinds, when did dancing turn into bumping and grinding your behind into somebody's groin. We went to the VooDoo club on the top of the Rio. Got there before the crowds and chose the lower deck because it was a little quieter and had a great view. By the time I needed to visit the ladies room the upper deck was packed with young hard bodies grinding away at each other. I literally was propelled from one side of the deck to other by all the thrusting. I felt like somebody owed me dinner afterwards. And the dresses these girls are wearing. Little black dress is not accurate. It's more like miniscule black dress. The reason these places don't have seats is these girls couldn't possibly sit down in those things.