straight clubs get stuck with the douchebag jams like “birthday sex” or “tonight’s gonna be a good night”… i mean, honestly, is it any wonder you go home alone from these places? who can sexy to the songs you hear in the background scenes of Jersey Shore? gay clubs are so much better. they get jams like this… i’m drawing a sharpie moustache on my face, throwing on some hot shorts and stuffing this hillshire farms sausage from a christmas gift basket down my pants and hitting up West Hollywood. see ya.