@drivenbyboredom

When I first moved to NYC in 2006 I used to go to this party every Saturday night called Rated X. They had a coat check for pants because if you weren't wearing pants you got a discount on drinks. People just rolled up in bikinis or underwear. Late night they had a "hot body contest" which was just an excuse for a bunch of people to get naked on stage to win $100. After that they had a BOGO special on drinks. It was a mess. I'd make out with like a dozen people every night. I usually worked at 5:30am on Sundays so I would stay out til 4, come home, shower and go to work. But if I didn't work the next morning there was a 99% chance I was going home with someone. One of the girls I used to make out with I somehow convinced to come over when I had a day off. She was a super cute fashion major at SVA... and she happened to 4'6" tall. She told me she was legally a dwarf, which I didn't know was a legal thing. She ruled, but I will say the height difference (I am 6'2") was a bit of a challenge. (Continued)

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