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A dirty, rainy night in Gorst...

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  • BleachedAnusDawg
    BleachedAnusDawg Member Posts: 13,872 Standard Supporter

    I will not accede to the assertion that Gorst is a real place.

    It really isn’t. It’s a small stretch between Bremerton and Belfair. I just looked it up and it’s less than a half mile.
    Gorst is home to the Wig Wam. How much more real can it get?
  • MikeDamone
    MikeDamone Member Posts: 37,781

    I will not accede to the assertion that Gorst is a real place.

    It exists. It’s were @DerekJohnson frequents the local haunts on dark and rainy nights to listen to improvisational noodling jazz and sip absinthe. On week nights in the summer he attends slam poetry events there while sampling rare and hard to get local ciders.
    Your post started strong but then faded badly like a Sarkisian defense in the fourth quarter
    Disagree. I also should have added you wear a beret.
  • DerekJohnson
    DerekJohnson Administrator, Swaye's Wigwam Posts: 70,112 Founders Club

    I will not accede to the assertion that Gorst is a real place.

    It really isn’t. It’s a small stretch between Bremerton and Belfair. I just looked it up and it’s less than a half mile.
    Gorst: The Biggest Little City in the World
  • DerekJohnson
    DerekJohnson Administrator, Swaye's Wigwam Posts: 70,112 Founders Club
    Fishpo31 said:

    It has become embedded in the lexicon of my family...last summer, driving through, my wife said, "Even when it is 70 and sunny, it is always a Dirty, Rainy Night in Gorst". Every time I drive through it, I chuckle a little bit, which is how she picked it up...

    @puppylove_sugarsteel
  • CFetters_Nacho_Lover
    CFetters_Nacho_Lover Moderator, Swaye's Wigwam Posts: 32,881 Founders Club

    I told the story years ago, either on here or on the old Facebook private group I was on before I left Facebook.

    But I went to Toys on literally one dark and rainy night in 2008 while staying in Belfair and working on Dawgs of War. The only other strip club I had been to was in Montreal when I was Best Man at my friend's wedding in 2002. The women there were amazingly beautiful, every ethnicity you can imagine. A+ lovely. Everything was first class, as far as a place like that can go. The most amazing desi girl seated on my lap and smelling of jasmine.

    But when I wandered into Toys that one rainy night in 2008... Hardly anyone in there. Everything felt old, outdated and dreary. A couple girls were dancing. Someone, whether the owner or manager, came over to talk to me, and encouraged me to take so-and-so into a private room. She was standing right there and I didn't want her to feel rejected, so I said okay. We went into this small room or booth, and she started writhing and trying to be sexy. But lets just say she wasn't my type and I wasn't the least bit turned on. She was making eye contact with me while dancing, and all I could think was "She's obviously had a rough life. Where's dad?"

    Nothing happened, I overtipped her and I left, never to return

    Roughly five years later... By now I have Hardcore Husky up and running. Pup is spinning his yarn about the black stripper at Toys and the legendary Quilcene Oyster Pump n Dump, etc. Gave Toys a whole new meaning for me.

    Yes I know, cool story bro

    Oh my. Only place worse than that would be Miss Kitty's in Spokane. As an 18 year old senior in High school me and my buddies went to Miss Kitty's one Saturday night. It is still one of the grossest nights of my life. The stage was the size of a small bathroom. Maybe 7 foot long by 5 feet wide. Black plastic bags on the floor of the "dance floor". One emaciated very unsexy dancer. Poor gal must have been desperate. It was a wake up moment in life and not a fun guys night out. Maybe that is why I do not have a thing for strip clubs.
    After turning 18, the Deja Vu in SeaTac was great. I probably went 3-4 times until I turned 20.

    Fast forward to 2005 at a family wedding and I tell my cousins kid who was 14-15 that his dad took me to my first strip club and if I was living in Seattle, I’d do the same for him.

    2007 and I’m back in Seattle. The cousin sees me and says I turn 18 soon, are you still taking me to a strip club?

    I end up taking him to the SeaTac Deja Vu and let me tell you, time has not not been kind to that place or the dancers.
  • MikeDamone
    MikeDamone Member Posts: 37,781

    I told the story years ago, either on here or on the old Facebook private group I was on before I left Facebook.

    But I went to Toys on literally one dark and rainy night in 2008 while staying in Belfair and working on Dawgs of War. The only other strip club I had been to was in Montreal when I was Best Man at my friend's wedding in 2002. The women there were amazingly beautiful, every ethnicity you can imagine. A+ lovely. Everything was first class, as far as a place like that can go. The most amazing desi girl seated on my lap and smelling of jasmine.

    But when I wandered into Toys that one rainy night in 2008... Hardly anyone in there. Everything felt old, outdated and dreary. A couple girls were dancing. Someone, whether the owner or manager, came over to talk to me, and encouraged me to take so-and-so into a private room. She was standing right there and I didn't want her to feel rejected, so I said okay. We went into this small room or booth, and she started writhing and trying to be sexy. But lets just say she wasn't my type and I wasn't the least bit turned on. She was making eye contact with me while dancing, and all I could think was "She's obviously had a rough life. Where's dad?"

    Nothing happened, I overtipped her and I left, never to return

    Roughly five years later... By now I have Hardcore Husky up and running. Pup is spinning his yarn about the black stripper at Toys and the legendary Quilcene Oyster Pump n Dump, etc. Gave Toys a whole new meaning for me.

    Yes I know, cool story bro

    Oh my. Only place worse than that would be Miss Kitty's in Spokane. As an 18 year old senior in High school me and my buddies went to Miss Kitty's one Saturday night. It is still one of the grossest nights of my life. The stage was the size of a small bathroom. Maybe 7 foot long by 5 feet wide. Black plastic bags on the floor of the "dance floor". One emaciated very unsexy dancer. Poor gal must have been desperate. It was a wake up moment in life and not a fun guys night out. Maybe that is why I do not have a thing for strip clubs.
    After turning 18, the Deja Vu in SeaTac was great. I probably went 3-4 times until I turned 20.

    Fast forward to 2005 at a family wedding and I tell my cousins kid who was 14-15 that his dad took me to my first strip club and if I was living in Seattle, I’d do the same for him.

    2007 and I’m back in Seattle. The cousin sees me and says I turn 18 soon, are you still taking me to a strip club?

    I end up taking him to the SeaTac Deja Vu and let me tell you, time has not not been kind to that place or the dancers.
    Cool.
  • WoolleyDoog
    WoolleyDoog Member, Swaye's Wigwam Posts: 5,924 Founders Club
    Should we do a poll of the most-depressing regions/cities in Washington? There's a lot of competition.