The back yard was packed, which meant several smacks in the face from a sombrero one guy was wearing or angel wings on a woman.
This party had one thing I'd never seen at a Halloween party before -- strippers. They had Ultimate Fighting on in the living room when one woman said, "Turn this off. It's time for boobs." I wasn't sure what that meant and retreated to the kitchen where I talked with a priest (a fake one, I assumed). Two strippers in the living room started dancing for a guy who was sitting on the couch. Apparently, it was his birthday. The priest said to the crowd, "It looks like you guys are sinning."
The women had their clothes off in no time. A drunk girl in the crowd had given one of them money and said, "That was a waste of $40," and then she walked away. I watched for a few minutes before going back outside to listen to the band. I overheard one couple fighting. The guy said to his wife, "You just don't want me to go in their and watch the strip show." She said, "No, it's not that. I want to watch them, too."
The band finished their set, and I grabbed a cupcake before talking to them. One of them said, "The crowd didn't seem into it, did they?"
I said, "That might not have as much to do with your performance as it does with the performance going on in the living room."
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