In 2004, my buddies and I planned to watch the Red River shootout at a sports bar not to far from the house. It was an early game that year(I believe it started at 11:00CST) sowe got to the bar at about 10:30 to secure our seats. Immediately pitchers were being served and the day was ready to begin. If you remember this was the year that the game was very low scoring I think the score was 13-0, so the pace was kind of slow. I told my boys we should go to the Gold Cup (which is a Titty bar if you couldn't tell by the name) to watch the rest of the game. Might as well look at naked chicks while we're watching this boring ass game. So around 12 we get to the gentlemens club which was empty (of course). We all know how great the noon talent is. We continue our all day bender when one of the dancers came over and sat with us. Typical chit chat but she could tell she wasn't going to be able to scam money from us like she was the ol' pervs that got there when the doors opened. She ended up getting off at around 3 but she stayed afterwards and drank with us. She showed us the girls that do extra curricular activities for 40 bucks. She instantly became one of the guys. We started getting hungry so we headed across the street to Hooters and we invited her to tag along. We ate, drank, and just kept the party rolling. Meanwhile my wife had been calling the cell all day which I left in my car because I was supposed to be home at 3. After dinner at Hooters we went to an old watering hole by the house to have more drinks. By this time my judgement had been fully impaired because I ended up staying out till 2 in the morning and I invited the stripper and a couple of my friends over to keep the party going. Imagine this; I'm at the door fumbling with my keys trying to get them in the lock, the stripper is directly behind me and my friends behind her. While inserting my key the door opens to my surprise and there she was, absolutely livid. She turned around slammed the door to our bedroom and locked it. I tried to persuade my friends that it was alright and that she'd get over it (again no judgement whatsoever) but they left me alone with her. It wasn't a pretty sight for the next couple of days. More like indentured servitude but when I look back on it I think it was a rewarding experience because I have tested the limits of my marital relationship and I know now what is over the line and what isn't. Actually I don't because 2 months ago I played in a sponsored golf tourney, got shnockered and spent $350 of our money at a T-bar in which we were supposed to use to go back to Phoenix to visit her family.