Stop bragging about your “Free fries with purchase of burger” coupon.
Heheh, I would, but that’s only because I flew in there and wondered how in the hell it ended up with that airport ID, so I looked it up. It’s short for orchard, from back when it was a WWII airport.
Oh, and my stripper name would be Radar Forest Hill, which would probably fit with the surreal act of watching me strip.
I’m guessing you don’t shave your pubes?
Correct. It is the 70s forever in my pants.
… must make it hard to pick scabs, though…
Not really. They’re the ones crossing the picket line.
Why the fuck do I read the Pit while I’m eating lunch?
I would rather ask why you are eating lunch while reading the Pit. Or, as Robert Anton Wilson put it: never whistle while you pee.
Clearly I’m an idiot.
“Never whistle while you’re pissing”.
Oh, dear: you’re a literalist! And my pseudo-quote failed your exacting standards. Sad!
Picketts Charge
"With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more…
Back up porn name?
Mine’s Sheba Darcy. I rather like that.
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My standards aren’t all that exacting. It’s just that the original scans better and semi-rhymes, which makes it more memorable…at least to me.
Never whistle a refrain while your piss hole’s makin’ rain.

It’s your stripper name.
I dunno, I went to Hotel Street a lot when I arrived in Honolulu for my sea duty tour. I don’t remember any of the ecdysiasts going by more than just one name. Of course, it’s been more than forty years, and I couldn’t name one of them today if you held a gun to my head, so maybe I’m misremembering.
I always thought the best stripper names were either names of precious stones or spices.
But I’m going by fictional portrayals. I am a very boring person who has never been to a strip club in real life.
Going by the “name of your first dog and the street you grew up on” my stripper name sounds like a CPA.
Oh! First dog? I thought it was first pet.
No matter. If it’s dog, mine is…
Lucky Colorado.
Oh, you’re probably right. I just said dog because that’s what I had!