Dancing in the Strippers Bar

Does anyone know how to twirl nipple tassles in opposite directions as I think this would be a useful skill?

have been in a restaurant when a male stripper arrived for a hen party. scary. it was like the raptor feeding scene in jurassic park.

why are female strippers considered to be seedy, whilst male strippers are considered to be fun? is it the tassles?

The ladies can be very athletic - swinging around / upside-down on poles, doing splits. Some raunchy, some playful. Usually, they have a "signature move" - I remember one would jiggle and then honk her breasts before moving onto the next patron. Blech. Not like City High's "What Would You Do?", though, by a long shot. (Granted, we're talking about Amherst, MA, though. Hell, Otis probably knows whereof I speak.)

PF Moment: What is this "ming" mentioned earlier?

Another good one is the Foxy Lady in Providence (not that I went there on my bachelor night, oh no). Again, smart, attractive, funny women who are really friendly. The worst would be the GOLDEN BANANA somewhere in Massachusetts. (Imagine my shock when I heard that name. I was like, "Why does the groom want to go to a GAY STRIP CLUB for his bachelor party? Shouldn't that be a warning to the bride?" Then we got there and I almost started wishing it had been a gay club, as it would have made for a funnier story. There was ONE good dancer there out of about twenty. Bleah. That place was ripped from "What Would You Do?")

Before people brand me as an afficionado, I should point out that I've just covered the entirety of my strip club experience. There are some truly frightening-looking ones around Boston I would check out for laughs if I wasn't certain that I would be killed at the door.

I would be a stripper if I was in better shape, I think it'd be fun.

Besides, everyone knows that Anthony Mason was the real freak on that Knicks team!

No, no, no. Patrick is just a dupe. Blame the stupid Knicks for not giving him a good team to surround his hook-shankin' ass. Marc Jackson could pass. Um. Bernard King blew out his knee 95 times a season. Charles Oakley had a nice fade once upon a time. And Rick Pitino was a coach for two years - guaranteed failure. By the time they had a decent team, Ewing was a card-carrying member of the Walking Wounded, and, of course, everyone saw Starks shooting. I think he's still shooting, actually. If you walk into MSG late @ night, and stay perfectly still, you can still hear the sound of the ball drawing iron and rolling up & behind the backboard.

Please note that I loathe the NBA, because they managed to gut men's collegiate basketball (AKA the greatest sport ever), thereby causing both to suck in great quantities. (Well, OK - college basketball can NEVER suck as much as the NBA. But, you know, if dumbasses like Victor Page & Scotty Thurmond STAYED IN SCHOOL, and high school kids realized that Kobe Bryant & Tracy McGrady are EXECPTIONS TO THE RULE, then we might not have The Sporting News sending reporters to podunk rec centers in Moodus looking for 10 year olds standing 5'6" with great footwork and a killer shot, and the NBA wouldn't be coughing up 80-67 games every damn day, and Duke might have some competition once in a blue moon.)

How's that for a mutation?

On #7 and so nice not to give a f \^/

Finally getting loose here as cutenose and overly eyeshadowed Asian arrive

wtf

2 many tales 2 tell

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― calstars, Sunday, December 17, 2017 12:33 PM (three minutes ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

asa akira?

How did it make you feel? Were there bunny suits? Did it ming?

one family friendly story is about the cecil in vancouver canada

its funny the word legendary is always thrown around but i have to admit it truly was legendary

all types of people wld go, from artists to businessmen to scientists

it was like a modern day pantheon except you know women got naked

but they didnt just strip

the cecil women were probably the only ones who actually had showmanship

so one night a buddy and i had finished watching a country folk band play at the railway club (rip btw another good one gone, what are you doing to yourself vancouver. anyway) and it was about 12am i believe

this was back in the days when vancouvers nightlife was worse than it is now (if you think its bad now) so we took a cab over to the cecil and of course h311z 4ng31z were there

i had a little knapsack and they had a quick look inside and made me leave my id with them but my buddy got held back

they didnt want to let him in. this place actually filmed and wld take photos of its visitors bc h.a. had already taken over this scene (killed a bunch of ppl etc)

apparently they mistook him with somebody else and they interrogated him for about 45 minutes. all of this unbeknownst to me because they took him in the back so fast i didnt even have time to see where hed gone

anyway i see him come out laughing and im like man did they cavity search you or what

at that time this stripper lets call her raine started drizzling gasoline all over the stage and i thought we were all gonna die that night and my buddy is just laughing

she brings this hula hoop and starts doing her thing and lights the stage on fire. it was amazing

she grabs some type of long baton and starts doing these crazy acrobatic moves while the end of it was on fire

she rolls her self all over this small stage and im thinking how does she not burn herself. there was no actual pole so she did these weird fast yoga moves and started swinging the firey baton around her body

i thought shed burn her pubes off

as the fire started slowy subsiding she started with the more erotic moves but stopped barely teasing the audience, keeping it less sexual and just pure cirque du soleil goodness

i think i paid $15 to get in and got this crazy good show. i was stunned to say the least

Can we just give calstars his own board already my god

tfw you’re 3 deep and you know it’s not going to stop and you have to wake up at 7 tomorrow

And the barmaid has the bug eyes but is cute and Lionel Richie is playing