re: Body found burned in truck at Illusions in Woodville

Jesus Christ Chris

10 yr old at home , daddy at skrip club

After this, can they finally change the name to Woody's?

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Is this the place where the strippers get butt arse naked? There is something about the idea of a strip club where the strippers take off everything that doesn't appeal to me.

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Or the place that made Wood-vul "famous" for the saying "We put the wood in Woodville" ???

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Is this the place where the strippers get butt arse naked? There is something about the idea of a strip club where the strippers take off everything that doesn't appeal to me.

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Wtf

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Damn, illusions brings back some bad, but at the same time, good memories.

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First strip club I ever went to. I was 18 and we went from the deer camp. Friend got me a lap dance and told the stripper it was my first time I guess. There was this young guy sitting next to us that we had chatted with who was there for his 18th birthday. When I came out, friend and the guy were "congratulating" me when the guy says "that was my sister".

His sister was a stripper and she took him to work for his birthday and was getting her friends to hang around him. Which the girls all over him for no money was awesome, but the dude 100% had to see his sister's a-hole on several occasions that night

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but the dude 100% had to see his sister's a-hole on several occasions that night

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Remember, its Woodville, MS, and I doubt that was his first time seeing his sister's adult butthole.

We went the LSU-UF game in Gainesville for my buddy's 21 birthday (this was the Tebow jump pass game), and to drown our sorrows after the loss we went to Cafe Risque which is about 15 miles south of G-town.

Having only been to The Gold Club, we didn't know what we were walking into. Que the c-section scars, prison tattoos and IHOP menu, but no booze. We bought our buddy some time in the VIP area which turned out to be individual stalls with no chairs/couches, but a plywood ramp type thing that allowed you to recline back on, while the stripper essentially clapped her a-hole (read pushed it out like she was farting) and curtains in your face. Buddy came out looking shell shocked while we were feasting on pancakes and bacon. Good times.

We affectionately dubbed the place Buttholes-N-Waffles.

The most disturbing part of that entire story is that you ate at a strip club

Last name starts with L? I think he wasn’t long out of rehab from what I was told.

I was wondering what happen to this thread. Searched for it and disappointed thought it would have gotten interesting.