It's A Hard Job...Estonian Tax Authority Swoops On Strip Clubs

According to a relatively recent report by Steve Roman , on the Estonian Public Broadcaster's (ERR - which has nothing to do with the Estonian state) English language site, well, over a month ago actually, the Estonian tax authority had a little crack down on people illegally working in lap dancing clubs and the like.

A job which we might all wish to volunteer for if the EMTA's resources are strained, no doubt, but the story itself is pretty comical (q.v.).

Apparently when asked why they were working without a permit, some of the girls denied that fact and said they were visiting (their bosses were in hiding in some back room). The obvious question, since the girl or girls was wearing something which you could barely strain tea with, was why they were dressed so immodestly even for Tallinn in the summer, if they weren't working at the aforementioned establishment..."because it's hot" came, in all seriousness, the reply.

This is high comedy not least because it's true (normally I'd argue that made up stuff is far funnier than reality, as indeed it is, but you have to know Tallinn really); the quote from the management as to why they were running away through back doors comes a good second in the pricelessness stakes - "we need to familiarise employees with fire escape routes". Indeed. Well, it was hot, as they'd said, a fire would explain why.

It didn't end there, another girl remained locked in a toilet cubical for some time, during which repeated flushings were heard (presumably loads and loads of tablets to be dispensed with). Upon ultimately emerging, we can only speculate as to her excuse - maybe diarrea?...I mean yeah, I've got the unpredictable shits, so what better course to take than don skimpy white undies and go and wiggle my ass in someone's face, nothing could go wrong. Still, some people like that type of thing.

As noted the PMC would like to volunteer to help the overstrained tax authorities in any future surveillance in this sector of the entertainments industry, provided the latter promise that any tips we leave are tax deductible - particularly as slipping them discreetly down somebody's thong might be followed by withdrawing a shit-covered hand..