At least the women are beautiful, right?
In Japan, girls would actually call your room and ask to come see you. You wouldn’t know what the girls looked like though. You had to look through the peephole and if you appreciated what you saw you’d let the girl in and hang out. One time this girl showed up and she wasn’t much of a looker so I just didn’t answer the door. I pretended I wasn’t there. But she didn’t leave. She just kept knocking on my door. I was too scared to call the front desk, because I invited her up. So I put my Walkman on and went to sleep. When I woke up, there was a letter under the door that said, “Jericho, you no open door. I am not a groupie. I never sex you. You are probably gay boy anyways.” Then underneath that it said, “Please call me.”