Epic fail

Generally speaking I don't think a lot of the strippers are very attractive.
They often have a ridiculous tan, and the ones with boob jobs have had it done cheaply so you can see the scars- yuck.
 
I went to a birthday party a while back; someone had booked a WPC kissogram / stripper for the birthday boy. When she turned up, I saw her in the hall, she was shaking like a leaf and was obviously very upset.

A couple of us spoke to her and found out that she was a Uni. Student trying to make ends meet.

We ended up having a (very substantial) whip-round for her and sending her back to her halls in a taxi.

A truly saddening experience, I hope that that was the last time she tried that particular work experience opportunity:(
 
Must be getting older and wiser - I went to a strip club tonight and didn't even get a stir downstairs from a private dance... :( Actually, I felt a bit sorry for the bird who was doing it.

I suppose that these days, unless I'm guaranteed to smash their pasty or tea-towel-holder, I'm not allowing myself to get worked up over it. :confused:

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Don't worry you've just kicked it up a gear and need to start going to sex shows.

Either that or Gay
 
Have to admit that strip clubs here, the ones ive been to have been rubbish so like the OP it never did anything for me...in fact got bored of watching naked women dancing about.

But having been to a few strip joints in Canada, namely Montreal....woohoo now those are strip clubs to go to....basically anything goes for a price...sleaze galore.
 
Went to a strip club with a few mates about a year ago.

All ended up having private dances but were in the same room.

Half way through mine I ended up ****ing myself with laughter and was chucked out :p

It did absolutely nothing for me!
 
There was this lovely young stripper in Club HEAT in Coventry last time I went there. Lovely brummie accent on her and amazing figure.

£20.00 a dance but, like the OP, nothing stirred. I do blame the excessive amount of vodka I had imbibed though. :p
 
Congratulations on completing a business transaction with, what was effectively, a prostitue.

haha, Nah. There's a bit more to the story to be honest :p

We met in a bar near by where they were doing a blues brothers tribute night, we had drinks and danced there, Then she said she had to work and asked if i fancied coming to Divas. Which I obviously said yes to. I figured she was bar staff, didn't realise I was going to walk into her dancing on stage on a pole! :D

She came over to me after, Stole my blues brothers hat!! and asked me if i wanted a private dance, I said yes. but i had to pay, Basically you can't go into the backroom without handing over money to the scary guy on the door.

Then after that, She sat with me most the night and I went home with her after.

sort of had a long distance thing with her for about 6 months, But Cornwall is way too far away.
 
i deserve a mother chuffing medal tonight, my hot flat mate at uni of half a week came onto me all night.. i felt physically exhausted after the will power that took... whats worse is that 2 out of the 3 mates i asked for advice were like yehh go for it... but yeh i'm young at that kinda thing in the OP does nothing for me
trust me on this one, unless there's more to this story, then you are REALLY gonna regret that in a few years.

This should be your motto for the rest of your uni days:

If it moves **** it, if it doesn't then **** it til it does.

You can thank me later.

B@
 
haha, Nah. There's a bit more to the story to be honest :p

We met in a bar near by where they were doing a blues brothers tribute night, we had drinks and danced there, Then she said she had to work and asked if i fancied coming to Divas. Which I obviously said yes to. I figured she was bar staff, didn't realise I was going to walk into her dancing on stage on a pole! :D

She came over to me after, Stole my blues brothers hat!! and asked me if i wanted a private dance, I said yes. but i had to pay, Basically you can't go into the backroom without handing over money to the scary guy on the door.

Then after that, She sat with me most the night and I went home with her after.

sort of had a long distance thing with her for about 6 months, But Cornwall is way too far away.

Lol, fair enough I though you went there for the sole purpose of having a dance/shag nto realising you met her legitmatly at a bar. Fair play to you sir!

Don't think I could hack if my Mrs spent her evenings grinding other guys meat half way across the country.
 
I seem to get hornier as the years progress which is worrying :p

Perhaps it's the weight training?

Seem to be infatuated with my GF of two years, though. Only have to think of her and the hormones go wild.

Yes, very soppy but I've never quite had that, even in my teens or previous relationships.
 
£20.00 a dance but, like the OP, nothing stirred. I do blame the excessive amount of vodka I had imbibed though. :p

Ahhh... Several pints of lager and those disgusting shots might not have helped either... :p Although sometimes being hammered can make me randy.

It must be great fun for the gf when you get home and start posting your pork parcel through her letterbox of love whilst breathing alcoholic fumes in her face! Sometimes we forget the crap they put up with from us. :D
 
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