Sunday, July 6, 2014
The Buffets
Frankly you're not going to be wanting a lot of food. The New Las Vegas is not about food unless its semen, or pussy juice, or, in the Lactating Lounges, human-baby milk. You have the option in the buffet rooms, if you insist on calling them that, of being the food provider or being the food recipient. There are only two customers here today, strangers to each other as are most guests at a buffet, and one has chosen to be on the selection table - which turns, in case you want a different selection to come into view, and one has chosen to be the selector. Once he has made his selection he stands upon the running board, as it is called, and they both circle slowly until the meal is finished. He may also choose to feed while being fed off of. All he has to do to do that is bend forward. Payments are voluntary and usually there is never a problem offering it. Making change is considered bad form. So don't ask. Don't be a dick. Just have one.
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