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RITA LA COQUE EATER

The girls of CSS are back. The Ebony Princess Caresse will join Suzie ‘I care’ Ridge and the flexible, bendy, tumbling Sondra on stage for a limited run at the newly renovated Xchange.

Catch these lovelies on a Friday night. I’m sure Sondra will throw a cartwheel, Caresse will smile if you ask nicely and my darling Sue will ‘Apple Jack’ you until you can’t take any more. Seriously folks, it’s nice to see the girls back — bring on that Pink megamix Sonnie!

Talk about bad manners. I hear a gaggle of showgirls were dismissed from their regular Saturday night gig by text message. What next? Facebook and Twitter dismissals?

Ms Monte Dee made a day of it at the carnival, I hear, snapped by paps at every turn, careening about with the lovely Delilah Snax.

The lovely one consumed more than half her body weight in sambuca, I hear, finally finding herself in the VIP tent hobnobbing with the celebs — seen pashing Ruby Rose no less. You go girl!

Which elongated towering showgal about town is gaining quite the reputation for jumping into gigs recently vacated by other painted ladies of the night?

Word on the strip is she’s now known as Lara Croft Tomb Raider. As soon as a spot is free — BAM! and the gig is gone!

Where on earth is Celica Camp? Her Facebook page remains untouched. She has not been sighted for months. People are starting to wonder if she has met some sticky end. perhaps stage-diving off a high perch or something.

I tend to think she has been sold into white slavery for her exquisite looks, or perhaps is working with Cirque du Soleil as a choreographer/ gymnast.

Until next time, remember, camp can mean a thousand things.