Old roue Peter Stringfellow sounds perplexed. Prof Stephen Hawking turned up at his club one night and Peter was delighted. Rushed up to ask him if he wanted to talk science or look at naked ladies. Stephen said science.
Course he didn't! He would have yelled ladies if he could. He robot-spoke it instead. Peter's reaction:" It's complicated." In what way, on which planet, is it complicated? Nature of the universe? That's complicated. Can mush your mind, easy.
But a bloke wanting to look at naked ladies? Even a clever, disabled man like Stephen Hawking? In what way does that not add up? Every man coming into Peter's club knows what he's there for. He wants sexy dancing from a lady who really does look good naked.
Guys pay a girl up to £1,000 and go home without so much as a tickle. True. They have the most stringent no-touch rules there. Men with more money than sense are happy to splash out a small fortune, just to see a pretty bum wiggle. Not complicated, just daft.
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