used to be a strip joint in the combat zone that had a neon sign in the window that read PUSSY GALORE. my friends and I used to ride our bikes up to it and stare at the entrance, people coming and going and day dreaming over the sign that said pussy galore. finally at some point we tired one of dads friends out over our obsession and he arranged for a walk thru but it was a speed walk, in the washington street entrance and out the side door. but we got to walk past the main and near the back exit we shook hands with a lite skin black girl named cinnamon, we talked about her for years and compared girls that we liked to her. anyway fuck disney world, that was the same thing to us, we actually got to enter the pussy galore stag bar. i love that guy, he had us all lined up at the entrance waiting for the signal , we were trying to push through like a bull at the rodeo, then he said lets go and led us through the place , it was the feeling you get the first time ever at fenway or disney world, fucking great guy. fuck this brings back memories
