A stripper giving me a handjob. And I don’t remember. It was in St Petersburg like 5 years ago.
What was his stage name?
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A stripper giving me a handjob. And I don’t remember. It was in St Petersburg like 5 years ago.
The gal in Juarez was probably named “Felina” and maybe the joint was Rosa’s Cantina.....”Blacker than night we’re the eyes of Felina, Wicked and evil while casting a spell....I was in love with this Mexican maiden, but it was in vain I could tell...”Have heard stories about one of those clubs on 2nd ave as well. They’d get a stripper in that brought one of those kiddie pools onstage. She’d squat down in water and then stand up and squirt the water on the guys on s offers row. Think this may have been the same chick that could shoot ping pong balls?
Oh man, Cruisin' Chubbies is a trip.Cruisn Chubbies in Wisconsin Dells
Or good ole Southern Comfort outside Davenport on flashlight night.
Oh man, Cruisin' Chubbies is a trip.
My buddy from high school had a bachelor party there about 10 years ago and one of my good friends from the QC got high for the first time in a looong, loooong time and kind of freaked out.
Oh man, Cruisin' Chubbies is a trip.
My buddy from high school had a bachelor party there about 10 years ago and one of my good friends from the QC got high for the first time in a looong, loooong time and kind of freaked out.
We were staying in the low-rent, drive-up motel right next door to the strip club - within convenient stumbling distance - and there were lots of shenanigans happening after closing time, as you might imagine.Yep lol.
Its in a log cabin, and the music they were playing was Pantera the night we were there and I remember thinking "Only in Wisconsin"
The problem with that song is that the dumb shit didn't have to run away in the first place. According to the lyrics, "down went his hand for the gun that he wore."The gal in Juarez was probably named “Felina” and maybe the joint was Rosa’s Cantina.....”Blacker than night we’re the eyes of Felina, Wicked and evil while casting a spell....I was in love with this Mexican maiden, but it was in vain I could tell...”
Guy I worked with was in Air Force, told a story of some bar in Southeast Asia where a girl shoved multiple ping pong balls up her vagina and proceeded to shoot beer cans off people’s heads via shooting ping pong balls out her vagina.
I was always skeptical but he swears it happen and he told the story with a lot of passion.
Not much for strip clubs, but rented some strippers for a house party in Iowa City. They would pick up dollar bills off your nose with their lips.....
At a redneck bar in Charlotte...the girls dragged a black coworker of mine on stage and stripped him to his boxers. Defiantly a “you had to be there” thing but it was hysterically funny.
Been there.Oh man, Cruisin' Chubbies is a trip.
My buddy from high school had a bachelor party there about 10 years ago and one of my good friends from the QC got high for the first time in a looong, loooong time and kind of freaked out.
Ummm...because he was? And the fact that it was a redneck bar and he was trying to be as inconspicuous as possible is kinda central to the story. Does it bother you that a black man was being undressed by white women? That's the only reason I can think of that this story bothers you so much. You some kind of racist? White women defiling themselves by touching a black man? Or maybe you're just an idiot? Gotta be one or the other. More likely both.Why did you have to say black?
At Chris’ Go Go in Maxwell I watched a guy screw the floor. It’s been 30 years and I’m not over it yet. You had to be there. The entire place was dumbfounded. The stripper just stopped to watch it too.
I’ll give the dude credit, he looked satisfied when he finished.
No. No one cleaned up after him.
at the Southern Comfort Lounge in Mt. Joy
Place is f'ing great, isn't it?the couple times ive been there saw many pairs of glasses, hats and anything else that you can think of inserted and returned to the owner.
Ummm...because he was? And the fact that it was a redneck bar and he was trying to be as inconspicuous as possible is kinda central to the story. Does it bother you that a black man was being undressed by white women? That's the only reason I can think of that this story bothers you so much. You some kind of racist? White women defiling themselves by touching a black man? Or maybe you're just an idiot? Gotta be one or the other. More likely both.
And I was thinking it was you what with white girls touching a black man. What you have cemented is your status as an idiot...so....congrats?I was thinking you were the racist. “My friend the black man” or “my friend “. Which sounds better when you say it.
I was thinking you were the racist. “My friend the black man” or “my friend “. Which sounds better when you say it.
What happens in the champagne room stays there. Sorry...
And I was thinking it was you what with white girls touching a black man. What you have cemented is your status as an idiot...so....congrats?
When race is relevant to the story, then it helps to mention race. It's kind of like the New Yorker in the bagel shop tantrum. You aren't a heightist for mentioning that the dude was short. It really helps explain the story. If you are going to be so easily offended, it would be much better if you at least had a sense of humor. I know, I know, I am a humorist. I am prejudiced against people who take things too seriously.
LOL...obviously you do “give a shit” or you’d never have started something this dumb. And you shoved a literal interpretation back in my face? Ummm...the story IS literal. He IS black. It WAS a redneck bar. That - as has been explained to you - was the point. There wasn’t a figurative word in the whole thing. Your best bet is to slink away and allow Gonolz to get this thread back on track before you injected your particular brand of stupidity into it.Honestly, I don’t give a shit what he says. He is someone that interprets what someone says literally often on this forum. Pushing it back in his face for a change.
I wouldn’t be surprised if he has said to another poster exactly what I said to him. It’s what he’s about.
LOL...obviously you do “give a shit” or you’d never have started something this dumb. And you shoved a literal interpretation back in my face? Ummm...the story IS literal. He IS black. It WAS a redneck bar. That - as has been explained to you - was the point. There wasn’t a figurative word in the whole thing. Your best bet is to slink away and allow Gonolz to get this thread back on track before you injected your particular brand of stupidity into it.
1995
The Faire, Dallas, TX
The club had the final four on these great big projection screens.
My friends were bouncers around Dallas, so they knew all these dancers. The girls would come over and sit with us when they weren't dancing. Found out that one of them wasn't technically old enough to be dancing.
The high point was that I got to see "Big Nasty" Corliss Williamson and the "40 minutes of hell" take out a North Carolina team that had Stack and 'Sheed. I also got to watch Big Country put up 25 and 9 in the loss against UCLA and the O'Bannon brothers.
Oh man! Those would've been two really good games to see in person!!I was at that Final Four in Seattle.