Seme-Dib-Club

“I still don’t understand why you brought me to this establishment,” Zim commented from where he was standing outside of the changing room, loud enough for its occupant to hear him. His antennae were twitching in mild irritation under his wig and he kept shooting wary glances at the humans that moved around the shop. Most of them were females and they seemed to be very excited about the merchandise that the place sold.  Far  too excited, for the alien’s liking. Gaz’s head made an appearance from behind the curtain, wearing a murderous glare. “How  thick  can you be?” She hissed out irritably and she