Talk all you want about Tiger Moms or PTA Moms or JAP Moms, there’s nobody fiercer than Stripper Moms. Kendra hasn’t worked the private party dance scene in a few years, but you don’t just shake your georges-in-the-garter roots. You learn to protect what’s yours from the bitches in the dressing room. Even with her next fetus about to flotsam out of her reproductive maw, Kendra was running up and down the sideline at her little’s son’s soccer match over the weekend, screaming like a Banshee. It was like watching an angry bird frightening reptile predators away from the nest. At half time her kid came over and promised to score the winning goal if dad promised to at least look for a job. Then everybody hugged. AYSO has been bringing together families since my assistant coach on the Yellowjackets first sold us kids weed.
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