The MC got back up on stage. "That was quite the performance, wasn't it ladies. I doubt there's a dry cunt in the place," garnering a loud bout of laughter. "Has everyone submitted their bids yet."

I saw a couple more people quickly writing down a bid and waving their papers in the air for them to be collected. A couple of the waitresses collected everyone's bid and brought them to the side where they were going through them, picking out the highest bidder.

Finally, the winning bid was brought up to the MC. "Your attention, please. The winning bid is for $500. Will Ms. Jean Fitzgerald come up to...