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Stripperville

PostPosted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 8:44 am
by James_Bonds_Bro
Let's gather up a crew for a Stripperville outing.. preferably Clubhouse or Jaguars. BYOB. I used to be a skeptic when it came to this venue, until I figured out how to have an awesome time while spending very little $$$$.

1)Going in a group between 3 P.M. (taking a half day off from work or going on a Saturday) and 6 P.M. and staying until 10 P.M. (max).

2)The daytime girls sometimes have a boyfriend (non-PUA type of guy, pimp, or just plain loser) and he hates HER job so he tells her to work the day shift in order to keep an eye on her at night (He knows she's not really into him but he has no other choice, she has low self esteem she thinks she has no other "stable" options) Sometimes they have kids and at other times, want to make a little money, but DO want to party at the same time while working.

3)Realizing its slow, the daytime girls get bored, so when a group of fun guys roll on in to the joint, they get all excited and hang out because there is nothing else to do.

4)Do provide some cheap liquor for the girls to drink. Burnett's vodka in a Grey Goose bottle will do, about $10, assuming you have an empty bottle of Grey Goose sitting around. Pass it off as high dollar liquor.

5) What I do is bring a funny azz bottle....I like to bring a Spanish Port Wine bottle called "COCKBURN" .. yup, COCKBURN..them HOs love the name and it's always a conversation piece, or bring a bottle in a shape of g-string or vibrator..you catch the drift...

6) Fun guys + liquor = revolving door of strippers hanging out with the crew having a good time. Trust me, their lives are mostly boring because they are blowing their money on narcotics, anti-depressants, or the semi-gay Daddy who never paid attention to her.

7)The caveats - be aware of their intentions, Strippers are expert liars. Some give you their number so they can extort money or make you feel sorry for them, or force you to take them to an expensive restaurant. Don't do it. Text them, do your best to hang out with them at your place or hers, on the cheap.

8.Sexual Caveats - Chances are that if she just wants sex, shes doin' someone else too. Don't get wrapped up in this chick, have your 2 months of fun and bolt if the other guy, or girl, gets jealous.
It is what it is.
9) If nothing else, you have a blast hanging with your bros and by 9:30 P.M. you run off to zaza smelling like body spray with a good buzz, and it warms you up for a fun night at zaza or wherever, the night takes you.

Re: Stripperville

PostPosted: Thu Jul 12, 2012 12:20 am
by Triumvirate
This sounds like a great idea. Nothing like that mid-afternoon Gentlemen's Club talent to get the senses going. Put out that birdcall, lock down a date, and let's make this happen.

Re: Stripperville

PostPosted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 10:18 pm
by voyager
I like this idea. Count me in, stranger.

Re: Stripperville

PostPosted: Thu Jul 19, 2012 7:40 pm
by studeyp
I'd like to see a field report from the guys that go. Sounds like a fun idea. I would come, but I will be sarging in Vegas. Pool game, day game, casino game, club game...should get interesting.

Re: Stripperville

PostPosted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 1:46 pm
by IsiMan84
I was out that night but he wasn't making himself found easily. So I just ended up doing solo stuff. I'll save that story for later.

Re: Stripperville

PostPosted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 7:36 pm
by GettenJizzywitit
IsiMan,
I was there. It gets you in the right mood. Actually, didn't we meet up with you at Zaza that night?

Re: Stripperville

PostPosted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 3:59 pm
by IsiMan84
If you weren't the guy who went with me and 4 chicks up to their hotel room then no. I tried to find JamesBondsBro, but "guy in blue shirt" doesn't really narrow down the crowd that much. I went to the corner of the pool where he said he was, stood there for like 10 minutes and ended up talking to some female interns from a law firm (turns out it was all employees in that corner). After a while I said screw it and walked around hollering at chicks.

He jokingly told me to jump in the pool so he could pick ME out of the crowd. If you can't find a 6'4" guy that looks like an NFL receiver and wasn't wearing a suit like the rest of the laywers...well I don't know. And to anyone who's actually met me, I'm probably underselling that description.