A new strip joint just opened uptown. :3 When I get the chance, the ladies and I are definately going there and monopolizing the strippers with lots of nice tips, conversation and generally hanging out.
A friend of mine asked why I was going to do that and I told them that the strippers deserved nice, non-creepy pervs. She said that they should know that's what's going to happen so it's their own fault. I pointed out that I knew people always yelled at answering services, but I worked there. She finished off with "And you don't deserve it. You're right. Good analogy."
First set - what an IDIOT. People like that need bitch slapped.
Sorry, the second guy had me laughing so hard. Now I am curious as to the rest of his human pretzel requests.
Tag-team Twits... you have so much more patience than I ever will. I got that once and I was just a cocktail server. "You're gorgeous, you should be a model..." which after another three sweaty palmed gropes by the wife segued into the husband telling me he was a photographer and he had a camera in his hotel room. Ah huh, and I was born yesterday.
There needs to be a sign which says "If you're stupid enough to think our dance rs will go home with you and fuck, then you're too stupid to be here. Please Leave (fantasies, however, are welcome)"
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thank you for entertaining us with your stories. :)
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A friend of mine asked why I was going to do that and I told them that the strippers deserved nice, non-creepy pervs. She said that they should know that's what's going to happen so it's their own fault. I pointed out that I knew people always yelled at answering services, but I worked there. She finished off with "And you don't deserve it. You're right. Good analogy."
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Sorry, the second guy had me laughing so hard. Now I am curious as to the rest of his human pretzel requests.
Tag-team Twits... you have so much more patience than I ever will. I got that once and I was just a cocktail server. "You're gorgeous, you should be a model..." which after another three sweaty palmed gropes by the wife segued into the husband telling me he was a photographer and he had a camera in his hotel room. Ah huh, and I was born yesterday.
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