You just don’t see that many women who aren’t working in a strip club.
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You just don’t see that many women who aren’t working in a strip club.
None. I went to Doll House in mid-90s Orlando. Couple in Virginia Beach and 1 in Jax. Odd how all were near bases and during my 20s in the military. And I felt dirty and spent the whole time amazed how skeevy and nasty even the air felt. Im not a prude by any measure, but they are just nasty. And I spent night drinking n chatting with prostitutes in the bar front of a brothel in Rota, Spain. That place was way cleaner than any strip club I have even been to.
That said, I would hit Clermont Lounge next time I am in Atlanta and want to see the freakshow. Can't believe I didn't go when I lived there.
Oh and 1 in Vegas as I was dating a girl who wanted to go. That worked in my favor.
Worked security at a place that would occasionally bring in male strippers for a female-only audience. There would be arguments over who got to work those nights...the groping was epic and the occasional after-parties with milf attendees were legendary.(CSB)
Many years ago when I was still young and single I went to South Carolina on business for a few days. At the end of the first day I asked a couple guys I was working with to recommend a cool bar where I could hang out that night. They recommended a place called The Silver Fox. This was long before the days of Google and Yelp, so I took their word for it and went there later that night.
When I walked in I noticed loud music, a large crowd, and....male strippers. Son of a bitch! My first thought was that I was going to go into work the next day and everyone would be laughing at me. "Ha, we sent TJ to a male strip club!"
The next thing I noticed was that the crowd was pretty evenly split between male and female, which seemed pretty odd for a club with male strippers. So I asked someone why the crowd was split and she told me that one night a week they have female strippers for an hour and then they have male strippers for an hour. The idea was to get the crowd lathered up. Obviously I arrived an hour too late.
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Have only been to fewer than half a dozen. The best was 24 years ago in Ames when we took a friend on his 60th birthday. The girl was drop-dead gorgeous in every respect and looked like somebody you would love to take home to your mother.
Good way to give them an education.The Viking in Hampton. Family eating joint on one side and strip joint on the other. If the restaurant was full, they had you sit in bar. Kind of tricky if you had the kids.
I can tell you the worst one I've been too. I don't remember the name, but it was in downtown Marshalltown circa 1989. Some images cannot be removed from memory. It also ruined the Supertramp song Bloody Well Right for me forever.
My grandfather took me to the Palomino Club in LV when I was 19. I think it’s a 21+ Club now. That place was an eye opener
Tece the Tease was legendary.Did anyone bring up Southern Comfort outside of Davenport?
Quality Place.
Spreaking of Marshalltown, the Pyramid was a fun place back in the day though!I can tell you the worst one I've been too. I don't remember the name, but it was in downtown Marshalltown circa 1989. Some images cannot be removed from memory. It also ruined the Supertramp song Bloody Well Right for me forever.
How 'bout the Sir Lounge in Waverly.![]()
They weren't shy about special services then either.
Tece the Tease was legendary.
It would have been even funnier if he had told her, “You can call me Daddy.”CSB;
Years ago some friends of mine were going to a Twins game. The 3 guys decided to ask the local priest if he wanted to go. He did.
Two of the guys were Catholic. The CPA in the group was Methodist. When introduced to the priest, he asked what he should call him: Father? Pastor? Bob?
The priest said: "You can call me Father."
After the game, they decide to go to a strip club. As soon as they are seated, a stripper proceeds to sit on the lap of the priest.
She immediately asks, "What's your name?"
The priest responds, "You can call me Bob."
Those guys laughed about that for years. I think the CPA called him Bob on the way home. LOL
Lol. I remember Flashlight Night. Beaver Beacons.We went there once for a bachelor party. Circa 1990 or so, and when we pulled into the lot there was a full scale brawl going on. Then inside the girls handed you flashlights so you could get a real good up close look.
Used to work at a strip club in Okinawa that served the local military population. Holy smokes....military guys are mostly good guys but - my God - are they dumb with money. On payday weekends, these guys would come in and blow their entire paychecks on beer and dances. Non-payday weekend was always much slower as these idiots had already blown the paychecks and were counting the days to Friday.
Our dancers were mostly Brazilian and Eastern European. Worst co-workers of all-time. But they made serious coin. Our top gal averaged about 15k a month and our ugliest made at least 5k a month. No extras. Just dancing and selling champagne.
Best strip club? Maybe the Cecil in Vancouver or the Sundowner in Niagara Falls. But the weird places across Asia are enough to write a book.
Went to a strip club in Kabuki-cho in Tokyo one night with a friend of mine. Very small theater. Maybe 25 seats. We sat in the very back. The pervert row was made up of older, Japanese salarymen. A girl comes out in a dress and dances to one song. Doesn't take off anything. Weird. Next song she comes out in lingerie. Dances whole song. Takes nothing off. Okay. Next song she comes out in bra and panties. Dances third song, takes nothing off. What the hell is going on? Finally, she comes back on stage nude with a polaroid camera. She says you can take any photo of me you want for Y1,000 ($10) a photo. Every guy in the front row wanted the same picture: a close up shot of the vagina. That was it. It was like a gynecology convention in there. Next dancer, three songs, same routine. Next dancer, repeat. By the end of the night, the pervs on the front row each had a stack of about $70 worth of vagina polaroids. We just sat in the back and observed all of this. Weirdest strip club ever.
In the early 80s when I was working near Des Moines I and a coworker stumbled upon BJ’s Hitching Post a real dive of a strip bar, just south of Saylorville on NW 6th Drive, it was in the middle of absolutely nowhere. The dancers were above average, the liquor was cheap, the bikers were friendly and they had a pool table. We went back often but there’s no trace of it anymore. The Cave which was nearby I think is gone too. The Outer Limits is still kicking though I believe in the same general area.
No I don't, but I did see Bridget the Midget perform at Big Earl's one night.Anyone remember a Tori Spelling look-alike at Big Earls about 20+ years ago? I was hitting that for about a year and a half during my fresh/sophomore years of college. She was 16 when she started dancing at Big Earls in ‘92.
I've heard stories of the Philippines that blow my mind.
At my age the desire is no longer there to see it.
For me, back in the early ‘90’s The Doll House in Orlando was trop drawer.
I’ll never forget the night I sat down with some Chinese vendors. One of them pulled out 8 $100 bills, handed them to our waitress, and requested 800 $1 bills. He went through every one of them. And he didn’t share a single dollar.
I preferred dives. Ozzie’s in Carroll was great. Denison’s Book Em Danno has on some nights been sensational, Chris‘ Go Go in Maxwell get really get going. The old Harbour Inn in Sioux City was great.
There is no such thing as a bad one, it just depended on the crowd and girls.[/QUOTE
Been to all you mentioned . Grew up in Carroll, kicked out of Ossy’s on my 19th birthday.
I went to a strip club in Manila one time. I felt rather uncomfortable and was pretty happy to get out of there lol. Not quite sure if those women were exactly "freely engaging in the labor market" if you know what I mean.
Yeah, I went to a strip club in the Philippines once about 18 years ago. Was like a huge room with a stage and it was full of just guys sitting there like zombies not uttering a word or applauding or anything. Very weird vibe. Didn't stay long.....then witnessed a deadly car accident on the highway. Don't miss the Philippines at all.
Southern Comfort in Mt. Joy, IA. They’d give free handy’s in the back if they thought you were cute! Pure skanks. Lol
Used to work at a strip club in Okinawa that served the local military population. Holy smokes....military guys are mostly good guys but - my God - are they dumb with money. On payday weekends, these guys would come in and blow their entire paychecks on beer and dances. Non-payday weekend was always much slower as these idiots had already blown the paychecks and were counting the days to Friday.
Our dancers were mostly Brazilian and Eastern European. Worst co-workers of all-time. But they made serious coin. Our top gal averaged about 15k a month and our ugliest made at least 5k a month. No extras. Just dancing and selling champagne.
Best strip club? Maybe the Cecil in Vancouver or the Sundowner in Niagara Falls. But the weird places across Asia are enough to write a book.
Went to a strip club in Kabuki-cho in Tokyo one night with a friend of mine. Very small theater. Maybe 25 seats. We sat in the very back. The pervert row was made up of older, Japanese salarymen. A girl comes out in a dress and dances to one song. Doesn't take off anything. Weird. Next song she comes out in lingerie. Dances whole song. Takes nothing off. Okay. Next song she comes out in bra and panties. Dances third song, takes nothing off. What the hell is going on? Finally, she comes back on stage nude with a polaroid camera. She says you can take any photo of me you want for Y1,000 ($10) a photo. Every guy in the front row wanted the same picture: a close up shot of the vagina. That was it. It was like a gynecology convention in there. Next dancer, three songs, same routine. Next dancer, repeat. By the end of the night, the pervs on the front row each had a stack of about $70 worth of vagina polaroids. We just sat in the back and observed all of this. Weirdest strip club ever.