After a week long fishing trip in Alaska, Kid Sauk and I were hanging back and drinking some beers with my cousin in Anchorage. Out of the blue he announces to us that we need to go and play a game of "Alaskan Poker".

Off we went and it didn't take too long until we ended up inside the Alaskan Bush Co. Unfortunately, the place was jam packed. Bummer.

As The Kid and I were standing there looking stupid, my cousin walked up to the front of the crescent shaped stage lined with chairs and started talking to the three dudes sitting in the very center point of the stage. Interesting, they got up and left and my cousin hollered for us to come and take their seats.

Perplexed, I asked him what the frak he just said to those guys.

He said, "I told them that I was the son of the owner, and that they had to get up and leave."

Oh super. Now, we're gonna get killed. Oh well, hope the strippers are cute! (Good one!)

Anyway, he pulls out this massive pile of $1's and proceeds to split it in to three piles. One for me, one for The Kid, and one for himself.

Before the first stripper comes out on the stage, he very quickly introduces us to "Alaskan Poker".

The rules are such:

Each "player" puts down some money in front of another player, or themselves. All players "bet" this way until the stripper comes out.

Naturally, he with the biggest pile of cash in front of them will automatically attract the attention of the stripper.

It's all very cool when the HOT stripper sees that massive pile of money sitting in front of you!!!! Getting the full meal deal from a hot stripper is well worth it.

It sucks SO BAD when Shaquinda comes out on stage, missing all her teeth, and after having just recently blown Sol, proceeds to not only show you the "goods", but tries to kiss/fondle you.

I believe the odds of one getting a "hot" stripper at the Alaskan Bush Co. are NOT in their favor.

I've never laughed and screamed so much in one night. I think we traumatized Kid Sauk that night.