The stripper flu

Goldenrod

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Each time I have entertain and ‘must’ take business people out to the strippers, the following happens. I become enamoured with someone half my age and they become enamoured with my wallet.
2 days later I end up with a nasty cold and chest infection. The time before I was diagnosed with mono (mid 30’s) a few weeks after a long night at the strippers. It may have been worth it lol - but I had elevated liver enzymes for a long time. Mono can do that.

So I ask myself - is it worth going to the strippers. Hell ya but will be smart and take my olive leaf extract and oregano oil before I go.
God bless naked 20 year olds. Maybe it’s just me but they appear to more flexible than I recall.
GR

 
I have not been to a stipper joint in about 20 or more years. To me its a total waste of good money. I wanted sex I find sex. to me that is like looking at a woman behind glass. just not the same as getting in there and touching and being touched.
 
I ‘have to’ whena group of business mean ask me to take them. Otherwise, I would never go - hate watching naked women, it’s awful.
 
My wife and I used to go to the strippers all the time. She would tip them, I wouldn't because it seemed disrespectful to my wife if I did. We would always edn up with a table full of the girls, trying to talk my wife into going up and dancing for me. My wife is totally not that type of person, but figures if these girls have no problem dancing, go for it.
It was fucking fun, the girls would tease the shit out of me, lol.
You know now that I think back on it, I think I have an issue with enjoying being teased, could be why I never banged the meat maid.
 
The last time I was in a strip joint I was pretty loaded but what I ate for dinner was not sitting well and it was about to make an exit the way it went down (Vodka, beer, and oysters will do that). I ran to the can, got in there, and just as I opened the stall door I couldnt hold it a moment longer... and I projectile vomited all over the toilet, walls, floor, etc... there was just so much, it was shockingly disgusting!

It was a miracle that nobody else was in the washroom, and so with wide and sober eyes I washed up, calmly went to tell my friends I needed to step outside for some fresh air, kept my head down as I left, hopped into a cab that was idling outside, straight to McDonalds to fill up my tank, then home.

This happened in one of the more notable establishments in town, and I have not been back since :rolleyes:
 
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