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This happened to me around 1986-1987.
I went do Disco Arcadia, which nickname was "meat desk".
"Let's go to ladies' room."
"Yeah!"
"Please excuse me. I have always wondered why do women go together to the ladies' room?"
"Sipi sipi sipi sipi sipi..."
"It's hard to explain, come with us!"
"OK!"
"Good evening, ladies!"
We all went together in a very small closet.
"So? What happens next?"
"It happens next so that we are going to drink some whiskey!"
So we did.
Since that day I have no longer been curious.
Now you know this, too!
