Atticus Finch Would Say Never Judge a Stripper Until You've Danced in Her Shoes

I'd say it's pretty much a comedy troupe performance around the clock at our house. After we found our burglurer's hat in our side yard, the Bunny and I started wearing it around and misappropriating said thug's identity. I knocked on the back kitchen door, and the Bunny said, "Who's there?" With the hat cocked sideways a-top my head in the style of dear thief, I responded, "It's me, Anthony, and I'm gonna steal yo' shit." The cap smelled like old vinegar and raw booty, but that was a sacrifice I was willing to make for the sake of humor.

I made up a giant pan of flourless peanut butter cookies last night--2 cups crunchy or creamy peanut butter, one cup sugar, one cup brown sugar, dash of vanilla, and two eggs mixed together, dropped by rounded mini-scoops, and baked at 350 on an ungreased sheet for 8 minutes--and we settled down in front of the Game Show Network. Not only did GSN crack us up with their obviosly senior citizen geared commercials, Family Feud asked, "Name something a stripper doesn't want to break during her performance."

I shouted automatically at the screen, "Her bra! Her bra!" The Bunny said, "You dumbass. She's a STRIPPER. Why would she care if her bra breaks?"

The keen, elderly African American grandmother on the challenging team said, "She don't want to break her leg." Her sisters/nieces/daughters agreed, "She sure don't, Gran!" Believe it or not, a large percentage of individuals were concerned about a stripper breaking her leg during the performance, and the Phillips stayed alive for the challenge. The top survey answer, however, was G-string. I found that to be quite shocking. I wouldn't think too many strippers would be concerned about the showing of their hoo-ha, but I've never been on that neon stage--never danced on those acrylic heels--so it wouldn't be right for me to judge.