Some things are so good they should not be f*cked with: Starsky and Hutch, rum and Coke, mugshots and Fridays.
But rules are made to be broken, especially random-ass Riptide rules. So we present you with a special midweek, Gulf Coast edition of Mugshots
Today's version is devoted entirely to a merry troupe of strippers busted -- in the nude, of course -- Sunday at Hollywood Nights in Tampa.
Somehow, St. Petersburg Times reporter Stephanie Wang overlooked the comedic possibilities this weekend when she dashed out an informative but dry 119 words about the strip club bust. But hey, who wants to work on Sunday? (Well, except for these ladies.)
Here is the cast of characters, all charged with violating a Tampa ordinance that prevents nudity at establishments that sell alcohol.
The Huntsman: This hefty guy is the manager of Hollywood Nights, but we're guessing he's not all bad. Like, maybe he brings the
Queen owner some of his own cash at the end of the night instead of getting rough with the ladies and demanding theirs.
Snow White: Cartoonishly large eyes? Check. Rosy-red cheeks? Check. Diamond-encrusted thong? Check.
Now, for the dwarfs...
Dopey knows how to party.
Doc: This one looks like a veteran. We bet she's been around the block a couple of times and dispenses sassy advice to the younger girls. Maybe it's the total apathy on her face, or the fact that nothing says hard-earned wisdom like leopard print.
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SHOW ME HOW
Happy: Duh. Was there any doubt about which name we were awarding to this jovial lass? (Although we did consider her for Snow White because, well, she looks positively frosted. We bet she looks trippy under a black lightbulb.)
DON'T F*CK WITH GRUMPY!