A couple walks up outside of an average looking nightclub. Bridget is really excited about finally being there, she’s heard so much about this new club all over town. Her boyfriend, Mitch not so much; he’s just trying to make her happy.
Two huge brutish bouncers stand outside guarding the entrance, grim expressions painted literally on their faces.
One of them says “No one admitted who isn’t “dressed” properly.”
The couple look somewhat confused.
The bouncer who spoke gestures over to a face painting booth with two very cute and very skimpily clad clown girls waiting eagerly to help them change their appearance to meet with the club’s standards.
The boyfriend begins pulling out some cash to buy his way passed the two boulders at the door.
The one who spoke says “Nah, nah. Listen pal that’s not how it works here. Either get in line to get dressed according to house rules or get out. Those are the rules here. No exceptions!”
The Bridget begins pulling on the Mitch’s arm. “Come on babe! This will be fun! You know what we’ve heard everywhere about this place. I mean we’re already here, right?”
Mitch sighs loudly and acquiesces to her. “Fine. Let’s just get this over with.”
Bridget squeals with delight and literally drags Mitch over to the two cute clowns