Are actually really awkward. Also, I paid her in change because I figured if I paid her with a 50 she'd keep it as a gigantic tip.
Anyone got any similarly themed stories?
Anyone got any similarly themed stories?
lol epicghettoperson wrote:
Also, I paid her in change because I figured if I paid her with a 50 she'd keep it as a gigantic tip.
My friends and I were drunk. There was a strip club nearby.liquidat0r wrote:
How come you had a lap dance?
Hah, I thought so.ghettoperson wrote:
My friends and I were drunk. There was a strip club nearby.liquidat0r wrote:
How come you had a lap dance?
Mind over Matter: Why Mind about other guys when it does not Matter. Go to a strip club to have fun.JahManRed wrote:
I was in a strip joint once and never again. Something about being in a room with 200 sexually frustrated men sporting visible hardons was unsettling...........................
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It does matter. You could cut the sexually frustrated air with a knife.loubot wrote:
Mind over Matter: Why Mind about other guys when it does not Matter. Go to a strip club to have fun.JahManRed wrote:
I was in a strip joint once and never again. Something about being in a room with 200 sexually frustrated men sporting visible hardons was unsettling...........................
It was only 10 euros, but I only had a 50 on me, so I paid in change. lolzSwitch wrote:
We usually go to 'For Your Eyes Only' when we hit Newcastle. I'm usually fairly well tanked up by then so awkwardness aint really an issue.
I've never paid 50 (pounds?) for a dance though
Yah that same reason why I think it is more frustrating after leaving a strip-club because some doll(s) is blue-ballin ya all night.JahManRed wrote:
It does matter. You could cut the sexually frustrated air with a knife.loubot wrote:
Mind over Matter: Why Mind about other guys when it does not Matter. Go to a strip club to have fun.JahManRed wrote:
I was in a strip joint once and never again. Something about being in a room with 200 sexually frustrated men sporting visible hardons was unsettling...........................
We left, went to a club, picked up some ugly local sluts and actually fucked them. I have to say it helped to close your eyes and imagine it was one of the lap dancers. Never again will I listen to my mates when going to a strange city. "We don't need a hotel, we will pick up some women who will put us up" I fuckin earned my rent that night I tell ya. One of my mates woke up, seen what he had been riding and threw up on her. True tail.
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Ayia Napa - Cyprus