My Google car is fucking me down. After being on the phone with the representatives for 50 minutes, I find out that the particular version of Android running the car automatically chooses a destination based on my internet browsing habits. So, last week I end up at this run down shop that appear to be dry cleaners. The first thing I notice is the Asian gentleman smoking a cigarette and reading a Chinese newspaper. He looks at me and asks "Googo?". I nod. He then waves his thumb over his shoulder towards a 6x3 ft cabinet. Swallowing a mouth full of saliva, I proceeded to open the cabinet door. To my astonishment, opening the door reaveled a hidden room. It was dark and pink, I thought I saw a woman spreading her anus amongst exited sweaty men with fist full of dollars. The surreal sight was quickly blocked by a large dark entity. It was a big black guy, I'm guessing the bouncer - he asks what I needed and with a raspity voice I murmur "Google" - the bouncer gives me a smirk, looks at me from my toes to my eyes and says "5 dollars". Needless to say I'm $400 in the red again!