That sounds like the lead-in to a joke, but it’s serious. A man named Dave Dragas, devout Christian and self-confessed virgin, has taken employment at Secrets, a strip club in central London, England.
He claims that the girls have propositioned him numerous times, but that it’s all strictly business. He admits that his father has expressed displeasure with his job, but believes that his position as manager for the dancers is lucrative enough to enable him to provide for a family one day.
First of all, if you’re a God-fearing man, what are you doing in a strip club to begin with? Has this guy installed a confessional right next to the coin booths? Honestly, this sounds like a total con-job. If it’s true that women really go after the unattainable, then surely Dave here is like catnip to a kitten. Or is it the fact that he’s a virgin that’s so appealing? This guy’s getting them both ways — corruptible in both body and spirit.
Or he’s got an agenda of his own. He’s there to save the souls of these poor heathens, already halfway down the path to damnation. What better place to preach about the evils of sin than in a strip club? Forget going door to door with pamphlets — the true work of the Lord is done by going pole to pole, one lapdance at a time. Now, I’m not a church-going man, but if this is where the congregation gathers, I’m hitting the ATM right now. Maybe I can be saved after all.
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Josh
April 23rd, 2009 - 9:42:07 AM
gotta be relevant these days. you know, powerpoint and movies in church, stripclubs afterwards, skate parks for the kids... no room for squares at church nemore!
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