Alvin watched the tall figure onstage. With his thumb pointed down, he led the crowd in a chorus of boos...
The men joined Alvin in booing, hoping to drive the guy onstage away.
Instead, a group of clueless women erupted in squeals, making the banquet hall feel incredibly lively.
As Duke, the stripper onstage, tore off his specially tailored shirt, revealing a solid chest and a neatly defined six-pack...
Alvin angrily snatched up a bottle of Champagne, but after hesitating, he went to the drinks counter and swapped it for a Coke. He shook it vigorously a few times, then sprayed the sweet, sticky liquid at Duke, trying to drive him off the stage.
How could a stripper show up at a bachelor party for a straight-laced man—and steal the spotlight the moment he arrived? That was outrageous!
Duke bathed in the Coke like a man possessed, gyrating his huge backside at the edge of the stage as if inviting the women to do something. A bunch of them squealed with excitement.
Everyone assumed this was the entertainment Iron Man had arranged for them. If the host was being so uninhibited, how could the others hold back?
A few women who were clearly well-off excitedly took off their jewelry and other trinkets and tossed them onto the stage...
Duke didn't disappoint the women. He tugged hard at his pants, revealing two hairy legs and a disgusting pair of underwear, then jumped off the stage and went up to the most generous woman, rubbing his bulky body against hers as he gyrated.
"Oh..."
Alvin's eyes burned as if he'd been scalded. He let out an unhappy yelp, then called to Frank, "Buddy, drag him down and kill him. I don't want to know a guy like that.
He ruined my whole