A couple of nights ago, Boy came to meet me downtown after work for some urban adventuring*.
When we came to the corner of Yonge and Queen, we were passed by a cube van that displayed the airbrushed name and logo of a King Street West Strip Club . . .
It looked like this, but instead Bristol, imagine it said “For Your Eyes Only**” and displayed a large chested woman wearing sunglasses on it.
Walking up Yonge, I couldn’t help but wonder what it contained or why a strip club would need an entire cube van.
Did they need to transport a metric tonne of pasties? Multiple cases of pole polish? Was its cube filled with troughs to be installed as a state of the art salad bar? Or maybe I was being too basic and the cube van was part of a new business venture. Just retrofit the cube part with a small bar, built in benches and couple of brass rails and voila! Mobile bachelor party***!
Anyway, we never did figure out what the cube van was for, but it did prove to be an entertaining conversation (and convinced me that, should this whole publishing thing not work out, I might have a career in the world of adult entertainment management. :-P)
*And he needed to finally buy some decent winter boots.
** Practically since I moved to Toronto, there has been a sign above this strip club advertising an apartment for rent. While I’m sure it’s possible that the apartment is in fine condition, I feel sympathy for the realtor because that’s got to be a tough sell to prospective residents. I mean how many people do you know who would want to time their entire life to the pulsating beat of “Pour Some Sugar On Me”?
*** Boy brought up the very good point that if the thing were on the road and hit a pothole, the girls could loose their balance, but I solved that problem by incorporating padded leopard print walls into the design.