The bronksy from Dana seemed to magically transform Grant. As soon as she released his face from her bosom, he marched over to the shiny brass pole that was depressingly unoccupied (it's a porn-party, c'mon people!) and started swinging around it, showing off his moves back from the days when he and I were male strippers. (No, seriously).
...then let go with his hands and slowly slid down the pole (heh!) using only his thighs! (Tell the truth, Grizz...Did you end up taking that stripper jazzercise class with Ellen?)
