According to a recent ruling by a state appeals court, strip clubs will have to pay sales tax on lap dances. The law requiring dances to be taxed had been in effect since 1965, but an upstate club called Nite Moves recently argued that stripping was "performance art" -- like, you know, ballet -- and therefore should be tax-exempt. However, the judges did not take such a high view of stripping, pointing out that the club's dancers didn't have formal training, and it was actually not like ballet at all.
Robert Jeffrey has 61,000 views and rising today alone -- a Friday, not coincidentally -- on the perfect above clip of him lip-synching Madonna's "Vogue" back in the summer of 1991, at the Hampton Beach Casino in Hampton Beach, New Hampshire. May all men learn to match his shorts game this weekend before we melt or miss out on fun of this caliber.
It comes as no surprise that the First Lady is skilled in any number of areas, including the Dougie, which she demonstrated at a D.C. school yesterday as part of her "Let's Move!" campaign. She can do the Running Man, too. Of course she can.
Do you remember the world before Julian Assange? There's just so much to the man, between his pro-transparency organization WikiLeaks, which has disrupted international politics, and his weird web of oddness and egomania, which may have contributed to allegations of sexual abuse and anti-Semitism, but also includes lighter gossip fare, like his hatred of cats and love of online dating. Much of the more superficial stuff made its way into a book by Assange's former WikiLeaks associate Daniel Domscheit-Berg called Inside WikiLeaks: My Time With Julian Assange at the World's Most Dangerous Website. Now there's photographic proof to corroborate at least one of the weird claims from the ex-insider: Julian Assange loves dancing.
Just imagine: You're in the big city from Florida with your dance troupe, about to appear on BET's 106 & Park, if you can just make it from New Jersey to the studio in time...and then there's traffic. A ton of traffic. Freaking traffic. At what point do you decide to get out of your car and run into Manhattan by way of the Lincoln Tunnel?