Economy, why must you suck?
Dow, why have you foresaken me?
Frozen concentrated orange juice, where are you in my time of need?
These and other similar cries of agony can be heard wailing throughout the halls of strip clubs all over New York.
Really? Yep. The Wall Street banking industry may have collapsed in a heap of soiled Armani clothing (I hear a little baking soda will take that right out), but that won’t stop folks from indulging in the little things that make life bearable—like $1,000 lap dances. While others may have tightened their belt a bit, that’s not stopped some. Like, they really haven’t tightened their belt at all. Yes, despite some of the problems you may have heard regarding the strip clubs of New York City, they’re still doing what they can to bolster the economy-which, from what we hear, Wall Street will attempt to as well.
Gotta keep those economic “fundamentals” strong, you know.