I have tears, and they are not of joy or pain – they are of sheer AGONY. While reading some national news on my homepage today, I was horrified. This is not for the faint of heart, or for children. Cover little Johnny’s eyes, and give grandpa a nitro tablet – this is about to get ugly. I do mean U-G-L-Y.
Apparently in Chicago, hags are having a tough time making ends meet. It’s hard to pay rent on a real 9-5, but there is a gentlemen’s club – I use the term “gentlemen” loosely – that evidently employs only women that look like transvestites. For those that will bitch about being PC – I’ll clean it up. They only appear to employ women that look like men dressed as women. Okay, crybabies, it was easier to use the word transvestite, now wasn’t it?
Don’t take my word for it. Check out these gruesome strippers at the Pink Monkey and then throw bleach in your eyes. Don’t say you weren’t warned.


Now if only there were photos of some patrons. Notice how none were hamming in photos with the dancers? It’s almost impossible NOT to find a photo of a Hooter’s girl without some hard-dick patron begging to be in the picture with her. And Hooter’s isn’t even a strip club! I wonder how many guys hit the men’s room until the coast was clear at this Pink Monkey club?
*DISCLAIMER: No profit was gained by borrowing these sad photos and using business names in this post. I’d sooner kill myself than take credit. Photos Copyrighted by AP.






