A comment from Tiberius that had me chuckling,
The strip clubs around here are more circus than anything. We went to one on a friends birthday. The hottest one had only one arm. She dragged the birthday boy up on stage, ripped the elastic out of his underwear, took his belt, wound it tight around her stub and whooped his ass with it. I’ve never seen anything more surreal in my life. I do not get boners recalling this experience.
I’ll take a wild guess which region in the US this “Weird Americana” titty bar is located: West Texas.
There is a strip club on Upriver Road in Corpus that could also serve as a plausible setting. It’s sandwiched between a pipe yard and a machine shop. The sign advertises “Corpus Christi’s Finest” . One of the strippers is an operator one of the refineries just down the road.
Finest what, I’m not sure.
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@anima…Heh.
Worked in an oil-patch machine-shop & lived on S. Country Club (a ghetto just S. of Nueces Bay) during the late ’70s!
Lots of DARKNESS in that club of which U speak (tho’ the OTHER 2 strip-clubz were NO different – we toked up there, too)!
GOOD times.
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Because I believe, generally, that paying for things which you can otherwise get for free is wasteful, I’ve only been to a strip club on a single occasion. It was in a smallish Indiana town near the western border. The girls were pushy for the tips. I get that it’s a job, but honestly, if I was impressed… I’d give you some cash. I wasn’t especially impressed and thusly haven’t ever bothered with another.
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Blame “equality”. I recall going to strip clubs as a young guy and the girls were worth it, mostly because they were slim, no tats, no stupid multicolor hair, they were young, and they could actually dance. And by dance, no stupid simian twerking.
Alas, thanks to affirmative action, but also to other factors like camwhoring, quality at strip clubs is down. All you get are fatties, ugly tats, stretch marks, C section scars, and scores of women in their 40s with the flabbiest tits you ever saw. Not spending my hard earned money on that. Might as well take a vacation to Colombia.
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In San Francisco, the unionized co-op stripclub employs fat chicks so rotund that no one is willing to watch their show.
Let me break down what I just wrote up there. Unions organize employees against the owners.
Co-ops invest cooperative partial ownership in the employees.
So, right off, they’re organized against themselves.
Their primary audience is men who want to look at naked women and are willing to pay cash money to do so.
The women on stage can be unpleasant to the eye.
The place is run by Feminists who demand equality.
It’s an effin circus.
Down the street is the Hungry Eye, a place in which I once brought some folks in on business, prompting an immediate exit when the woman on the stripper pole, holding the gaze of everyone in the room, proved to be pregnant.
Some things are just unwatchable.
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Try one of the black clubs in DC if you like C-section scars.
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any country that c section scars their woman should be declared shithole until they improve
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doctors fucking em up should be ran out the country
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my wife had no scar from surgery in Indonesia I think America can do better
hence indo not shithole ammirite?
he he he
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C-sections are done because of legal liability – if there is even a hint of a problem, the doctor will cover himself by doing one. Seminal case that led to this situation was litigated by John Edwards, former candidate for President.
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More blacks get Caesarians because medical staff are unwilling to touch their diseased birph canals.
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http://www.cnn.com/profiles/chris-cillizza
a retard of epic proportions
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Last time I went to a titty bar, I saw a lap dancer type into her smart phone while the customer was answering his.
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Did she later on take a selfie?
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That’s why the Uber Sanhedrin are using #MeToo as an excuse for replacing the (((Old Guard))) with the (((New Guard))).
None of the THOTs can resist the allure of iPhag/Scr0tial-Media addiction.
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[…] When The Strip Club Experience Stops Being Sexy […]
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I live in West Texas, and although I haven’t been to a strip club in many years, I’m totally not surprised this one’s in West Texas – probably Odessa.
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Cue the “weirdest strip club stories” posts.
I, myself, don’t have anything can would be considered weird. Most were okay. I do recall taking a chum out as a sort-of bachelor party and the stripped headlocked him with her thighs and smashed his head on the floor.
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All right, I’ve got one: back in the late 90’s, a friend of mine from college went to a bachelor party at a strip club for his older brother. He told me a stripper did a “special dance” on/over the man-of-the-hour, part of which involved him laying on his back on the floor while she gyrated naked over him. WELL, a drop of sweat from her perspiring cooz dripped into one of his eyes, and he ended up getting a horrible infection that almost caused him to lose his sight in that eye. It was a bad scene…I wonder what his new wife thought about all that.
Incidentally, later on, when I watched the modern zombie classic “28 Days Later”, there’s a scene in it that reminded me of that story. Eew.
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Not sure if I can read any more postings after that one. Feel dinner crawling back up my esophagus. Bleh!!
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type “surra de bunda” in youtube
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Was he sure it was sweat?
I would fear the remnants of Travontavious last deposit. Just say no to strippers
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Ya poor sad bastards…
If you’re ever in northern NJ, stop in at Satin Dolls – this was the strip club featured in the Sopranos series called Bada Bing … girls are pros from around the country – amazingly beautiful and approachable.
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Quaid, when were you at Satin Dolls? Last time I was there, back when I lived in Bergen back in the 2000s, it was a dump with skanks.
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No – don’t say that ….
I was a regular since the epic giants ‘91 season until 1998 or so – before moving. Rt 17 is an eyesore but the girls were amazing. If it’s true – it’s a great loss.
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“Don’t disrespect the Bing!”
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North Jersey? Titillations in Bloomfield. Hot girls, and not too pushy.
There is a second level that was once a cigar shop. They still sell cigars, and so you’re allowed to smoke – indoors.
I was once a regular, but I’m in the DC area now. DC is awful when it comes to the quality of women, whether in a gentleman’s club or otherwise.
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Don’t forget the Driftwood outside Camp Lejeune. It is a monument to lovelorn Marines with a fistful of engagement rings to be slid at a cyclic rate upon a Tricare-hungry beast’s readily extended digit.
Of course there was that time they had midget mud wrestling, and I could not allow myself to depart this earth without watching such a spectacle and having a lap dance from such an easily thrown specimen. It was glorious.
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^^^We’re only 18 days into the new year, but when it’s all said and done, that one will be a strong candidate for KKKoty.
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Cap’n, what the fuck are you talking about? Please don’t respond with various photos of the joos.
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Yeah… any towns near military bases are going to collect fugs like flies.
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did you pay her to go up on you?
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^^^Zing!!
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She went up to my waist… there’s something amusing about two hands on your ass, a face in your groin, and her standing straight up.
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The Marine base strip clubs offer All-You-Can-Eat Crayons and that keeps the Devil Dogs coming back.
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How does a midget give a lap dance?
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It’s tough enough, trying to keep their nose out of everyone’s business.
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Heh, heh… midget strippers and lap dances.
Wife comes storming into strip club, sees husband getting lap dance from a midget:
“You BEAST! You told me you wouldn’t come to these places any more and do this sort of thing!”
“Well, as you can see dear, I’m tapering off.”
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OK — now those last two comments are pretty freakin’ funny!
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There’s a strip joint in Phoenix that is known for employing girls from the “rougher” side of town. As in, yes, those ARE the scars from a gunshot wound. There is another one that derives a significant portion of its business from the lunchtime buffet that they serve.
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Never been to a strip club, surprise, surprise, and the one or two “titty” bars I’ve been to (didn’t even know one was a titty bar, I was just there to watch the 1978 Yanks/Red Sox play-off), I felt right sorry for the girls, who obviously were not enjoying themselves.
I’d just as soon bust up a chifferobe.for a nickel.
I don’t sleep with no whore and I don’t wake up with no whore… that’s how I live with myself.
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“I felt right sorry for the girls”
GE, that was always my problem.
Feeling sorry for them & worrying about them & imagining how horrible their lives must have been to have turned to stripping.
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[Yeah, I know, Nice Guys always finish last – no one needs to remind me of that…]
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I stopped feeling sorry for women the first time I got chewed out for holding a door politely open. I think I was 8.
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Don’t feel sorry for them. There is no wounded little girl underneath. An extreme r-selected girl will be delighted to see her brother killed if it means she gets a hot rape out of it.
Strippers live the life of nigger-level financial responsibility yet they always have money and they drive nice sports cars. Their life begins and ends on drama with other strippers.
If she has a baby, it lives with grandma. Camille Paglia wrote years ago that sex workers love what they do. For them it’s freedom.
NAWALT means that there is a continuum of character. The girls to save sympathy for are ones who work low end retail.
[CH: co-sign. it’s a cherished white knight myth that strippers are dragged into the seedy work against their wills by overbearing abusive men. leaving aside the exception of muslim grooming gangs, most strippers are inveterate skanks and actually love what they do, or at least they don’t mind what they do compared to the alternative for them (low end retail). not to mention, many strippers are drawn to the low life men who manage the clubs. these are not girl next door types.]
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“most strippers are inveterate skanks and actually love what they do”
Don’t underestimate the number that are dykes.
All strip clubs are like a roller coaster than climbs right to the highest peak . . . then stops. OK, everybody of the train!
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Don’t ever feel sorry for strippers. They don’t do it because they feel like they have to. I’ve known quite a few in my life, not always knowing they were strippers either, And none of them did it because of anything you should feel sorry for. All of them enjoyed it.
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Wait, these aren’t underage prisoners of Muslims in England, or Russian/Ukrainian women being held against their will in Israel or Saudi Arabia after having their passports stolen from them. So, worry about whores who chose that life because working a minimum wage job, after f*cking and drinking their middle and high school years away, is just too difficult and not enough to pay for their heroin/coke/pot habit?
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” they drive nice sports cars.”
Usually drive Mercedes. It’s a great line when you are dealing with one, especially off duty. Tease her about having a C class… she will qualify “It’s an E!”
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That’s the big lie that ho’s and strippers are all the victims of evil men. The prudes and feminists used to use homo aids to try to scare you out of sex with pros back in the 80s and 90s. But once it became evident that heterosexual aids was a hoax, they came up with a new angle. Er ah, actually a very old angle, they re-ran the old “White Slavery” canard from a century back re-branding it as the urban legend of so called “human trafficking.” The media accept this lie unconditionally and they even have state police departments getting lectures on this modern “Man-Bear-Pig” hoax, as non-existant as Bigfoot, or the “Ritual Satanic Abuse” that caused so many innocent people to go to jail in the 80s. And absolutely nobody is willing to stand up to the feminists and sissy NGO prudes and say, “yes, human trafficking is all a lie, a hoax entirely made up by these weirdos.”
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I normally agree with Greg Eliot and Captain Obvious but ……..
“I felt right sorry for the girls”
Maybe before dating and the red pill or crimson arts …………. MAYBE.
Since then feeling sorry for any female would be like that meme that was going around “Man who thought he’d lost all Fu<ks, Loses Last Additional Bit of Fu<k He Didn't Even Know He Still Had."
I seriously can't imagine being red pilled and having any sympathy for the female of the species.
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This was when I was a kid, in college, or grad skrewl, feeling all guilty about Muh Upperclass Privilege and how awesome my life was versus how horrible I imagined their lives to have been.
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I knew I was forgetting something………… PA with the COTW
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well, you know, if you get into strip clubs (i.e., you have some money so it’s not the end of the world to drop a few hundred several times a month to get a stripper wife) then you can see there are indeed several types of girls. Some you can feel sorry for, others are basically psychopaths that can rub up on any guy for a few bucks while some are indeed doing it for fun and beer money (these girls are bi and like to party with the girls). Some are freaks. But sorry about it, they’re in it for the money, just like assassins. If you show up once they’ll never remember you.
who to feel sorry for:
ethnics (who knows, sorryboutit)(might be a … cultural thing)
moms – it’s true, all sorts from hot happy moms to sad not so hot moms. First rule of strip clubbing is either be a genetic freak who looks good on 4 hours sleep or damn, girl…take a fucking nap.
girls making a few bucks, look just let them save up for that degree as they robotically grind it out.
girls trying it out. Maybe feel sorry for them, but they’ll figure it out.
russians etc who just got unloaded out of a crate…maybe feel sorry for them but they’re special. likely high iq with a plan and 5 homes.
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“not the end of the world to drop a few hundred several times a month to get a stripper wife”
in what alternate reality is that not the end of world? good god, spending hundreds on a bottom of the barrel woman then making her your wife is only one step up from m@rrying a full-fledged hooker. no self respecting man should stoop that low.
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Imagine that… I had the temerity… to feel sorry for… a White woman.
On a less Mockingbird note, even when someone deserves their miserable fate, schadenfreude is a dish best served only for special occasions,,,
,,, and woe to him for whom it becomes a taste acquired.
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I’ve been to strip clubs a handful of times in my life, and they are always far less fun than you hope. Sometimes the women are attractive, sometimes not. But in every strip club I’ve been too, the atmosphere is very restrained. Unlike movies, men aren’t yelling, women aren’t whooping it up while they dance, men aren’t getting in trouble for being too handsy, they aren’t drunk and loud. The men are obviously either ashamed or afraid of getting in trouble, the women are varying degrees of bored, and nobody is having fun. Its like everyone is waiting for something to happen, and something never happens.
anon
[CH: yup the majority of strip clubs have the atmosphere you describe. it just so happened my first foray was a wild one. but later strip club trips were never as good. the magic was gone. in total, i think i’ve been in strip clubs maybe 20-25 times in my life, and half of those times i was going with a specific goal: to game one of the dancers into an after hours drink (succeeded twice).]
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CH,
Of course you know that your success rate would have improved to nearly 100% had you been offering Columbia’s #1 pick-me-up instead of a drink.
But I suspectbyou’re a fair chase hunter.
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*Colombia*
FFS…
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“Colombia”
You could of just said shithole.
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I was out in about in Tel Aviv one night and decided to walk past the strip club to see what’s what. The place hadn’t opened yet for the night but I saw a sexy young woman in yoga pants and immaculate makeup sitting alone on a bench in front of it so I looked at her and said hello. She said hi back, so I plopped myself down beside her and we started chatting. Turns out She was a stripper waiting for her shift to start. She offered me a red bull and we had a flirty talk. She tried to get me to come in later for a lap dance but I maintained a strict wall as just a civilian, and that I had zero interest in being a client. I got her whatsapp, we talked about getting a drink after her shift. Her shift ended at 3 or 4am and I never heard from her. I texted her a few days later to set something up, but she lived in Haifa and, like most terribly lazy strippers, couldn’t be bothered to get on the train into town to do something. She had a boyfriend, but that didn’t seem like an obstacle at all. Nothing eventually materialized.
Once in Canada I had a lap dance with a blonde stripper who clearly had had kids. She enjoyed talking to me and offered me a ride home at the end of her shift, but I bailed much earlier.
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This example was my only time in one of these places but I have imagined them to be as you described on average. However, it was a bottom of the barrel kind of place and with these establishments, as with most things, all the excitement is at the fringes.
These women were not attractive at all but the pure craziness of everything that happened makes it stick clearly in my mind. The only time I think I’ll ever go to another one is if I have the chance to go to a high end place with bombshell women.
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Strip clubs are like choosing between hanging at an airport bar or a nice little bar up the street where everything is just ok. If you hang at corporate shitholese you may get a clean glass of beer but you’re just a bar tab who the bartenders and wait staff will never see again.
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Strip clubs are like going to a buffet, seeing the food, smelling the food, then going home hungry (or nauseous, if the food is old and rotten).
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Illinois. The California of the midwest.
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Ha, should have guessed Obamaland (or the state formally known as Illinois because you know d@mn good and well they’re going to change it), probably at the corner of barrack and michelle (or barry and michael)
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Any comments on the physiognomy of this fascinating subhuman, gents?
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I remember first going to strip clubs in the SFV and Vegas in the early 90’s. Every chick I remember was undeniably sexy.
Fast forward to present day outside the Chicago area. These places are hollowed out meth havens filled with what I can only assume are preemptive diversity hires. Fat broads, ugly black women who look like men, tattoos head to toe, 40 years old or older, don’t speak any English.
The real hotties can basically strip on instagram and tumblr now in the safety of their homes. All that’s left to man the poles are the tooth deprived bottom 10 percent.
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this is funny. In DC there is a strip club that literally has lunch ladies and consuela stripping. It’s garbage. Of course, you can go to a prominent M street one and see 9+ HBs. Location location.
my more unpleasant experiences are basically tired, sad aggro strippers.
there’s a place I’ve seen with a midget but just be nice, she’s not going to try to corner you for rooms.
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21st Century strip clubs are Patreon and Chaturbate, the latter of which was some revolting dogshit.
(Curiosity got the better of me when it was the topic of an RoK article. Never again.)
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Yep, I had to check it out, too. Felt disgusted and angry afterwards. I now am sure that society is pretty much swirling around the bowl before the final flush.
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Speaking of diversity hires, what are the odds in liberal, multicultural Hawaii, where the “Oh shit, incoming nuclear missile attack!” scare occurred recently, the man/woman pushing the wrong button was a questionably qualified person-of-color? Of course their name (and, hence, race and gender) are being kept secret. Didn’t even lose their f*cking job – they were “reassigned” to a new position! You know THAT is not a White person – who would have instead been fired in a hearbeat. “Yeah, yeah, I done caused a nuke-lee-arr attack scare that caused thousands of folks to shit daze pants, but if yous fires me, I will sues yo asses for racism!”
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What are the odds that any Civil Defense Warning system has “one button” that sends out an EOTWAWKI broadcast?
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Good point. His/her supervisor, as well as manager, all lazy diversity hires, were, of course, not a work that day, with strict instructions not to be bothered. Sounds like a rotten structure all the way to the top. Thank God, for now, these losers don’t have launch codes for nukes. But, alas, that will probably be coming soon, too.
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Mostly BINGZ in HI’s ‘upper echelonz’, now!
TOO-fuckin’ BAD, man!
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LMAO man the poles
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The weirdest thing I ever saw happen at my favorite club involved one of the dancers and a group of Mexicans. She is dancing on the group of Mexicans, and one of them has his hand on groin over his sweatpants, obviously playing with himself. When she gets to him and starts to grind on his lap, he grabbed her by the hips, pulled her closer into his crotch, starts spasming, and lets her go. She was trying to push away as the dude came in his sweatpants. They got kicked out pretty quickly.
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Men from shitholes appear to think that jacking off in front of women turns them on, for whatever reason.
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Not my proudest fap
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Sounds like Hell Paso…
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El Paso had decent strippers. Mostly UTEP coeds, maybe some Mexican hotties and I’m suspecting a few female Soldiers from Ft Bliss. Now it’s shit. But at least it’s not Juarez, especially the places on the Red Light District around the Mariscal Strip. The only decent club down south was one called the Amadeus. Some hot Mexican girls. Too bad that place was also crawling with narcos.
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I went to a strip club in Amarillo Texas once, so depressing makes you want to slit your wrists.
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It’s very odd how women will take a beautiful object or experience and make it ugly. They do it with tattoos, bitching, and from the OP here, forcing unfit women in front of men.
Do they do it because they hate us that much? Or do they really do it out of ignorance?
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Funny strip club story circa 1990. Several of my college buddies swore that they knew the guy who was beaten up and ejected from the club for this:
Stripper comes up to a guy and says in a sultry voice, “For twenty bucks, you can touch me anywhere you want!” “Really? Anywhere?” She nods. So he hands her a twenty, then says “doink!” while giving her a gentle two-finger eye-poke, Three-Stooges style.
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The best strip clubs that I’ve been to were in Tampa. They had (and hopefully still have) the most liberal contact rules for lap dances that you’ll find anywhere. I had both hands on her tits as she was grinding on me. It was basically dry humping. Believe it or not, that wasn’t my best strip club experience. That would go to the one time a stripper let me spank her until her ass was red.
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I fucked one in the lap dance cubicle in Manawaukee Quebec. That was the best time. I smacked one’s ass until it was red in Huntsville, Alabama too.
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In S. Central Denver, see the clubz in ‘Glendale’ (a separate urban enclave on S. Colo. Blvd./Alameda Ave.) – TWO-STORIED & their young girls allow LIGHT touching (with consent), but ya gotta LOOK SHARP, ya SLOBZ!
Penthouse often has ‘wholesome’ girls & LOTSA ‘riotous’ events (as does N. Boulder’s Bustop!)!
Cheerz!
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Strip clubs are different animals depending on what day and time you go. Friday and Saturday after say 11PM will be pretty nuts– at least that’s how it is in Seattle and Portland where I’ve had plenty of excellent times. Las Vegas apparently it’s more like 1AM since I found their “mega clubs” Sapphire and Spearmint Rhino intensely underwhelming when I went recently.
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Strip clubs are only sexy or a thrill for those still immersed in the Blue Pill.
Once you go Red Pill you can see them for what they really are.
Thirst Traps.
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Of course. Fucking West Texas. Blame the oil guys. Those guys work so much and make so much money they’ll fuck a tranny if they were that desperate. And they will start fights for no reason. And of course most will eventually marry these tatted up whores.
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Strip clubs are usually single mother support centers. I’ve had some ok times in strip clubs but unless you can sample the merchandise its a beta thrill. Strippers are usually fucked up people too.
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Crazy Horse Too in Las Vegas 1999 was without a doubt the best one I’ve ever been to. Very high quality girls, rotated from LA every week.
Stopped there for a weekend before biz trip in Arizona, won $ at craps table, went back to room with buds and dropped off all money & credit cards but about $100. Went to the club, great buzz, hottie takes me into ‘private room’ (I was drunk & naïve enough to believe we were going to have sex in there). She does a private dance that really wasn’t much different from the shit she was doing in the main lounge. I don’t have cash to pay her for the jacked up private dance fee. It took me about 30 minutes to convince her I really didn’t have the money, or credit cards on me. Promised to come back and pay next day. Don’t know how I made it out of there, but they let me go. Went to Cheetah’s the next night instead.
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The West Texas strip club experience in one image:
https://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/southpark/images/e/ed/Adults-red-light-district-spontaneous-bootay.png/revision/latest?cb=20170622011133
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When I was younger I would go to them occasionally but the experience varies by locale and the management of the club. I have always been very particular about the kind of women I would associate with even at these clubs. Skanks, hogs, crappy attitudes, foul body odor or breath, please just go away. I would sometimes tip them to get them to leave me alone.
However I wont like I did have a few wild experiences with lap dances where the women were really into it (dry humping). You can tell they werent faking it. THEY LIKED IT. Thats why I dont buy into these sob stories. I would never fuck one in a club. You have to think to yourself – if she will do that with you, she will do it with anyone.
I dont go to them at all now, its been years. Frankly most of them are depressing nowadays – disgustingly fat, ugly, scars, tats, nasty black women and dirty. Why bother?
First of all its a huge waste of $$. If you been in enough of them you soon realize a few things. Think about the following: you are paying $$ to look at someone. Its not disrespectful to the women but rather to the men. Second, the women are mostly there for the $$. You are an ATM machine to them, nothing more. They dont want to hook up with you and regard you as a stupid man to be used.
If you guys want to see what strippers really think of men go to this web site named stripperweb.com. They come there to talk about all kinds of stuff but mostly how to hustle money out of men. They openly talk about how to get the guys coming back and spending $ without giving them anything. Its very eye opening for men that are naive as to how they really are.
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Much like the comment a few posts up I don’t have any good stripclub stories myself. They have a generally somber and depressing vibe regardless of when you go. However, my dad told me some wild and disgustingly awesome stories about a place called “Aloha Beach.”
The Aloha Beach used to be next to a gravel pit in Westminster, Colorado back in the late 70’s. Being that most of my dad’s buddies were coke dealers and he generally had a good supply himself Aloha Beach extended many V.I.P. privileges. Most notable of all was when they would hand you a flashlight at the door. Apparently on these nights you could cut through all pretense and pay the strippers to lie back on stage naked. From there they would throw their legs onto your shoulders and you could use your flashlight to stare directly into their chuff like a gynecologist for the duration of a song.
Also, implied within one of the stories about one of the many strippers my dad banged during that time was this one about not ever trusting these crazy whores. One night after finishing up and falling asleep, he awakens to find a knife at his throat and crazy stripper eyes staring into his. At which point she asks “what would you do if I slit your throat?” He proceeds to smooth talk her to put down the knife, then grabs her by her crazy ass stripper neck and throws her out of his house. He eventually stopped going when some dude from the Aloha Beach asked him if he wanted to come watch a chick fuck a dog(not at the club).
Different times!
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different times yeah
you had to pay for those kinds of antics then. now the average girl will do the same shiz ten minutes into a tinder date
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