Recognizing Sarah Palin's only REAL contribution to the world of politics, Tampa area strip club hires look alike to finally allow GOP mouthbreathers to see their fantasy as they have always imagined her.

Courtesy of Tampa Bay online: 

Strip clubs may not be the most politically correct venue for those attending the Republican National Convention, but that doesn't mean Tampa's well-known adult hot spots won't be ready for the influx of visitors. 

One place is bringing in a stripper who looks like former vice presidential candidate Sarah Palin. There are major renovations taking place. And some nude clubs have already been giving potential customers a taste of the talent online.

Here is what the "Star" of the show, Lisa Ann, said about this gig back in May:

 "You betcha I am excited!" Ann said when contacted about her feature dancing performance. "I plan to bring Palin to life in a very special way for everyone at the RNC to enjoy."

Well so much for that "family values" bullshit.  These hypocrites are apparently prepared to leave the Bible thumping behind in exchange for some thumping of an entirely DIFFEERENT sort,

 “Several groups have already booked tables, rooms, and packages through us for the last two weeks of August," Lange said. "Due to confidentiality agreements we can’t say who but Tampa is going to be the bull’s-eye of adult entertainment and that makes our company really happy.”

Of course this should come as no surprise to most of us, especially the inclusion of the Sarah Palin lookalike.  We have long known that Palin's popularity certainly had NOTHING to do with her intelligence, or her ability to deliver a speech, or even her ability to discuss current events without sounding like a heavily medicated imbecile. No Palin's popularity was the sole result of the horny middle aged men in the Republican party's desire to fuck her, or at the very least see her naked.

And so now, for those visiting Tampa, that desire will come true.  And the beauty of it is that THIS version of Sarah Palin is younger, hotter, and appears to have undergone somewhat FEWER cosmetic surgeries.

Update: Because somebody asked for it here is Palin in virtually the same pose as Lisa Ann:

Yeah this was quite a few years ago but I think I would still go for the porn star. Besides, we know SHE'S not a man hating tease.

Is it wrong that this story makes me smile?

From The Columbus Dispatch:

The battle that has heretofore played out in the parking lot of George's strip club - the Foxhole, a run-down, garage-like building at a Coshocton County crossroads called Newcastle - has shifted 7 miles east to Church Street.

Every weekend for the last four years, Dunfee and members of his ministry have stood watch over George's joint, taking up residence in the right of way with signs, video cameras and bullhorns in hand. They videotape customers' license plates and post them online, and they try to save the souls of anyone who comes and goes.

Now, the dancers have turned the tables, so to speak. Fed up with the tactics of Dunfee and his flock, they say they have finally accepted his constant invitation to come to church.

It's just that they've come wearing see-through shorts and toting Super Soakers.

They bring lawn chairs and - yesterday, anyway - grilled hamburgers, Monster energy drinks and corn on the cob.

They sat in front of the church and waved at passing cars but largely ignored the congregation behind them.

Likewise, the churchgoers largely ignored the dancers. Except for Stan Braxton. He stopped and held hands with Lola, a 42-year-old dancer who made $200 on her Saturday night shift, and prayed for her salvation.

Lola, who wouldn't give her last name, said she was grateful for Braxton's prayers and his time.
The women don't come here, after all, without their own version of religion. They bring signs with Scriptures written in neon colors:

Matthew 7:15: Beware of false prophets who come to you in sheep's clothing

Revelations 22:11: He that is unjust, let him be unjust still

You know considering how much churches and strip clubs have in common, it is kind of surprising that they cannot find a way to co-exist.

After all they both have audiences of men looking expectantly up at the stage while shifting uncomfortably in their seats, they both survive on tips stuffed into their cash receptacles, and they both tease their clients with the promise of a reward that they will never receive during their lifetime.