From: chipman@sirius.com (Tallguy)
Subject: AFTSD, ASS-C: The Ballad of MuyTG
Date: Sun, 07 Dec 1997 00:10:32 GMT


I know that this post did not make it on time
And for that I am surely guilty of the crime
Of not coming through with my missive quickly
Nevertheless, I present The Ballad of MuyTG

(ducks out sheepishly, mumbling "damn server!")

The Ballad of MuyTG

A Poem in rhyming couplets

Gather round gentle sirs and I'll tell ye a tale
A tale of how a nice boy named Steve, tall and pale
Fell into a crowd known collectively as ASS-C
And became a perv named Tallguy, aka MuyTG

Many moons ago, little Stevie was a happy, innocent child
Running, laughing and playing like a cub in the wild
Until one day, he was introduced to a new concept - nudity
That would ultimately push him to become Tallguy, aka MuyTG

The years rolled by and little Stevie became known as Steve
Restless and bored, looking for a world he could not quite perceive  
Trapped in the purgatory between boy and man, also called puberty
On the cusp of changing, for better or worse, into MuyTG

The change occurred one brisk October night, cool as a porcelain tub 
At the glittering and glamorous palace known as The Men's Club 
Underneath its neon lights and plush decor, he succumbed to the fantasy 
That was an important component of him ultimately becoming MuyTG 

Dancer after nubile dancer flowed by his chair, filling his mind with awe
Each one more sexy than the last, giving him pause over what he just saw
As time went on, he was soon hooked, saying "Yep, this is the life for me"
Firmly planting him into the company of regulars, who knew him better as MuyTG

Soon the charms and women of The Men's Club were not quite enough
He began to seek out other dancers at other clubs to show him their stuff
Baby O's, Gigi's, Rick's, Caligula, The Riveria - names of some infamy
Places that became staples for the burgeoning habit of poor MuyTG

With nothing left to conquer in Houston and wanting to reach the next plateau
Steve pulled up stakes and left to find his fame and fortune in San Francisco
Hoping to experience new sites and sounds, as well as a new level of peversity
Looking for new dancers and new clubs that would entertain the hungry MuyTG

Eager to feed his habit, Steve searched for the fabled clubs he had read about
Clubs that would blow his mind, leaving him without the slightest hint of doubt
First on the list was the famous Mitchell Brother's Theatre, aka the MBT
A place so steeped in legend that it would almost certainly satisfy MuyTG


It was at the MBT where he found the new level of sin he was hoping for
Girls on top of girls, naughty toys, shower shows, so much to explore
Alas, such sights of decadence were also quite money draining to see 
Breaking and finally exhausting the paltry financial resources of MuyTG

Down but not out, he sought a new place in which he could resurface
A club that was would satisfy him without exhausting his limits of purchase
He went to the palace of cheap thrills, the Market Street Cinema, aka the MSC
A place with quite a varied base of clientele, which would soon include MuyTG

Within the walls of the MSC, dancers sit and stroke their patrons' thighs
Where much more than "dancing" goes on in the back, away from prying eyes
Alas, the dancers and surroundings were not quite up to his level of quality
So, despite the cheap price, the club could not quite satisfy the needs of MuyTG

Centerfolds, The Gold Club, Garden of Eden, The Casbah - he went to them all
Each worse than the last, none of which had the capability to enthrall
Yet, refusing to give up on his quest and horny as ever, he fired up his PC
In search of a resource that would finally help satiate the needs of MuyTG

He scanned search engines, which clumped information into one giant mound
Digging like a dog trying to find his favorite bone buried deep in the ground
Until he uncovered some posts all which contained the mysterious word "ASS-C"
And soon after reading them, realized that this was the place for MuyTG

After awhile, he gradually pieced together the story of this group thus far
Reading tales from members with unusual names like Bubba, SaiBaba, ALS and LMR
Stories of triumphs and setbacks, some of which contained much depravity
But all of the posts were eagerly digested by the increasingly curious MuyTG

Soon, he decided to quit lurking and make his presence to the group known 
By composing a personal tale of his quests as a fellow perv, his own little tome
Soon followed by his introduction into the alternate reaml of the group, IRC
A never-ending center of discussion that would quickly became the home of MuyTG

And so, gentle sirs, this where our story comes to an end, no more time to play
For I cannot rhyme anymore and am quickly running out of things to say
But before I stop this damned poem and finish what I sought to achieve 
Reflect on the twisted tale I have just told and say a prayer for poor MuyTG

The End

(collapses from the sheer weight of trying to think of more words that rhyme
with MuyTG)