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    The best strip club I have ever been to was....
    Posted by holyjuan on Mar 10, 2005 at 06:45 PM

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    holyjuan spoke on Mar 10, 2005 at 06:52 PM
    Screw this.... I'm getting in my car and driving up there. Its only 3 hours away and they stay open until 3:00am.
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    RickySilk spoke on Mar 11, 2005 at 04:06 PM
    I enjoyed it so much I had to make it a story and put it on the front page. Hope you don't mind. :)
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    voodooeskimo spoke on Mar 12, 2005 at 06:04 PM
    Damn. I'm impressed. They don't have shit like that in any part of Tennessee I've been to.
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    Lin-Z spoke on Mar 13, 2005 at 02:04 PM
    the last strip club i went to was a few years ago for a friends birthday party. NJ has a rule where it's only full nudity if it's a juice bar BUT this place was a bring your own. We brought a cooler.. Every girl was different but every girl was really pretty. I remember this one girl with raven black hair, C cup easily but she was only about 5' 1" and she had one those 4" f*** me heels and a huge tiger tattoo down her entire back. pierced nipples ... sorry, i digress ...
    So, it's my friend Nick's birthday and i heard that if you tipped the bouncer, you can get the b-day boy on stage. I palmed him $20, next song, they called his name. They dragged him up and sat him down on a chair next to a pole center stage. 3 girls did things to him i cannot speak of, but i will say they ripped the band of his underwear off and made him wear it on his head the rest of the night. Which he did, no complaints.
    I guess the boys i went with wanted to show their appreciation by buying me a lap dance. The girl took my hand and walked me to the back of the club in a little dark room full of couches and bodies directly across from the open door. Apparently, my friends wanted to watch. I immeadiately realized there was going to a problem. Generally, when wearing a skirt, ummm, i go commando. the stripper was sitting on my lap facing me and i leaned in to tell her about my situation. She must be familar with the issue because she took a scarf from i don't know where and draped it across my knees. The lap dance commenced. The boys got their moneys worth... and yada, yada, yada, that was the last time i was @ strip club... ;)
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    squee spoke on Mar 14, 2005 at 09:36 AM
    I've always wondered why it is guys enjoy going to strip clubs in groups with their other male friends. Isn't it uncomfortable to be getting a hard on with all your guy buddies right there next to you? Isn't this why people enjoy their porn in the basement with no one else around? I mean i'm all for enjoying lapdances but its kinda a private experience isn't it?
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    carpanza spoke on Mar 14, 2005 at 01:00 PM
    One of the best strip clubs that I’ve been to, most memorable anyways, was the Southern Comfort Free Theatre for the Performing Arts in the aptly named city of Mount Joy, Iowa. The place was this grimy little bar a couple miles off of Interstate 80, in Eastern Iowa, by the Illinois border. The story of the name of the bar is kind of interesting.

    There are plenty of topless bars in Iowa, but very few full nudity bars. The state decided to outlaw full nudity at strip clubs, but there were some that would bend those laws. At one point the bar was known as the Southern Comfort Lounge, when the puritans in Iowa decided to outlaw nude dancing, the place was forced to close. So, the managers, in their wisdom changed the Southern Comfort Lounge to the Southern Comfort Free Theatre for the Performing Arts.

    It was no longer a strip club… now it was a nude modeling studio. The nude models just happened to dance and show off their talents, and give lap dances. The managers would have a monthly art contest and post up pictures of the girls the patrons had drawn, all in an effort to seem legit.

    There was something about being a theater, so they couldn’t charge you cover. You had to pay a ‘parking fee’ when you went in. My three buddies and I spent about $60 to park in a gravel lot next to a cornfield.

    They didn’t have a liquor license, so it was BYOB at the place. You could bring in your own case of beer, sit down and enjoy the show. By coincidence, they owners had a beer store right next door. How thoughtful!

    The girls were pretty good looking, but not drop dead gorgeous. They all had different talents. I saw such impressive feats as a girl smashing a beer can between her butt-cheeks, and another chick blow out a candle… not in the ordinary way, and other things that decorum prevents me from mentioning here.

    It really was your value buy… a buck for tits in your face at sniffers row, lap dances were about 15 bucks, lots of nude sleazy dancers, and it was bring your own beer! It you’ve got $30 in your pocket and a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon, you’re in for a good time at the Southern Comfort Free Theatre for the Performing Arts, in Mount Joy, Iowa.
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    voodooeskimo spoke on Mar 14, 2005 at 06:23 PM
    Two different theories for that one.

    FIrst of all, casual friends get uncomfortable around others' hard-ons. Real friends have seen each others' dicks several times anyway, just for the hell of it.

    Second, getting a hard-on is considered, in some circles, embarrassing. Casual friend or not, every guy loves seeing another guy get embarrassed.

    Besides, you women love going to the bathroom in battalions. There's an interesting syllogism that I'm not going to make.
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    Anonymous Coward spoke on Mar 14, 2005 at 09:04 PM
    woke up and wiped himself off.- Meanieweenie
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    MetalKing spoke on Mar 15, 2005 at 06:18 AM
    Well, usually, most people going to a strip club don't come away with a hard on unless the strip club is doing a little more than a strip club should or the people are really desparate. The only time I can think of when I got one was on my 18th birthday my friends bought me a lap dance, and the chick was basically dry humping me for 5 minutes, not to mention the good ones around here (mainly BeanSnappers) the lap dance area is pretty much private.

    Its kinda just a fun thing to do...go with a bunch of friends and get some breasts slapped in your face. Its fun and somewhat arousing, but its not like paying a whore 15 bucks for a bj or anything like that. Its the same thing with women and male strippers. While they may like drooling over their bodies, I'm sure most of them arent thinking "gee, I would just love to bring that guy home and have him stick it in me" I know its hard to believe, but in a way, its an appreciation of art (an in many cases, an appreciation of medical science).

    Thats also why you'll actually see a good amount of women at strip clubs. I've brought my fiance with me and my other friends brought their girlfriends / wifes and we all went one night and the girls really didn't mind (it was their idea to go).

    If you are looking to get off, your right, you get some porn and sit in your basement, but this is above that.
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    Jaelle spoke on Mar 15, 2005 at 10:36 AM
    ...Was the only strip club i've been too.

    It was in Amsterdam, Netherlands in the Red Light District. I was with my boyfriend, his brother, his brother's wife, and his mom's fiance's 18 yr old son (hot stuff). The guy at the door gave a good price, since I was reluctant to go in.
    There were 3 acts. The first two were girls and the last was a couple. The girls had audience involvment and a whole row of american boys happened to be upfront. One girl picked one and forced him to put a dildo in his mouth and umm... her with it. That was...interesting. The other made a boy eat a banana out of her nana...hehe. I forget which girl, but she had a dance off and made the different boys dance with her, to find which one would be better for the play time fun. These girls were also very good on the stripper poles, sliding down them on their legs like real gymnasts. I was amazed. The couple came on stage...yawn. It was so choreographed and so boring. The guy looked totally uninterested and I got really bored at that point.

    But, seeing dutch girls force american boys to do nasty things to them....priceless.

    Btw, the going rate for prostitutes in the red light district is 50 euros. Most of them are attractive. They're also mostly free of disease, unless Joe Shmuck before you had a bad case of crabs. Ross, (the 18 year old) Matt (my boyfriend) and I walked around the Red Light District trying to find girls we liked. A few of them ran outside and started yelling at Ross...they thought he was cute. Matt and I decided on one girl, but she wasn't interested in couples. We then saw another. He went up to her and asked about couples, I think she thought he and Ross. Then he pointed at me. She stared me up and down and smiled. I was creeped out. Haha. I would've rather left Matt with her and taken Ross somewhere...just kidding. (not really) (but seriously) Of course we didn't hook up with a prostitute. I'm afraid of diseases and I wouldn't feel right with a 3 way with some chick we dont know, that my boyfriend would probably be totally in to...the truth is, I'd probably get jealous. I'd then think he was a dirty pig and used that as an excuse to F*ck another girl...And anyways, I wouldn't want him around if I was going to have sex with a chick.

    So that's my story. Maybe the next time I go to a strip club or the red light district, it'll be a bit more interesting.
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    squee spoke on Mar 15, 2005 at 11:24 AM
    Well, yes, but we have whole stalls separating us, we don't have to stand next to each other at urinals. And we don't go together precisely so we can share feedback afterward on how it was or anything. Thats what I find so weird about the group lapdances.
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    holyjuan spoke on Dec 02, 2006 at 07:25 PM
    I went back to the Landing Strip a few weeks ago. I had business in Detroit and had to stop by. It was midnight on a Wednesday (or it was Thursday by then.)

    Wow. Times change.

    Maybe it was because it was a Wednesday or perhaps it was just an off night. The girls were not that hot. I mentioned before that there wasn't any girl less than an 8 1/2; this night there wasn't a girl that was an 8 1/2.

    I sat at the bar and had four beers before any girl talked to me. The one that finally did was a pro (she had been working there for five years) and was tired.

    I was very disappointed. I still left with my shirt untucked. But it was a disappointed untuck.
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    Killforfunandforfree spoke on Dec 04, 2006 at 09:10 PM
    Ok... I have been observing posts in silence and, I miss you people so;

    Seattle, Washington, June, 2003 or so... I don't precisely remember but it's close,

    Just got done steaming back from the Bering Sea and when we get back we have to offload the season's last load of fish because it is cheaper to steam it back than to send it back on trampers (A type of transportation boat).

    Most of the fish goes to a place called "City Ice" which is a huge freezer in Seattle that is a couple of city blocks long.

    Anyways, they send their trucks down to the dock and we usually wind up finishing some time in early morning, grab our checks and take off to whatever country we feel like.

    Mine was usually Canada because it was close and cheap. This is ironic because the last time I was there they almost arrested me for trying to cross the border as they had finally realized I have been legally retarded in the past but anyways...

    Vancouver BC... take the Greyhound... they are always very interestinmg and you meet the most unusual people not to mention that their stations are ALWAYS in the worst part of town, if you are not that adventurous, just drive there... stay at they Ivanhoe Inn, (they have a great bar) and pay a cabbie 10 dollars Canadian to take you straight down the street to a place called "The Orange Number 5".

    DO NOT WALK!!! The place is like an evil Twilight Zone episode filled with literally hundreds of zombie-like cracked out orientals... no shit, it's fucking wierd and the RCMP are stationed right there as well.

    Upon entering, you are going to find a wooden stage with girls giving each other beer showers on stage. It was amazing!!!!

    BTW, Canadian girls refer to there nether region as a "cookie", don't ask me why, I don't know, but they do.

    I have to say that I went by myself at the advice of some shipmates and I am happy I did. I am usually not the type of person that frequents these places as when I was on steroids, I dated my share of strippers, therefore am privy to the games they play but this place was very nice... dark ambient atmosphere, lots of friendlies and the upstairs room dark and lit with black lights rocked!

    Her name was Tia and I am not a fan of PDA in a club so I told her we should go to breakfast at her place after she got off of work and that I had just gotten back from sea, which we did.

    I wound up dating her for about a year. Nice girl.

    Let's just say, with a name like "Orange Number 5", you can't go wrong.
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    DrEvil spoke on Aug 24, 2007 at 07:14 PM
    lol

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