Strippers ...

My mate and I were in a pub in London. Rule was the private dance lasted the duration of the song. My mates dance was to the sounds of The Smiths and Panic. Needless to say there was a debate when the world's shortest song ended and the girl had more clothes on than he thought his tenner would get.
 
DT King of all Geordies said:
My mate and I were in a pub in London. Rule was the private dance lasted the duration of the song. My mates dance was to the sounds of The Smiths and Panic. Needless to say there was a debate when the world's shortest song ended and the girl had more clothes on than he thought his tenner would get.
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Serves your "mate" right for picking anything by that miserable tuneless ****. You, sorry, your mate should have gone for Oh Superman. Over 8 minutes long.
 
They're not for me. Ive been 3 times, once on my 18th birthday, 2nd time to one in Bolton called diamonds or crystals something like that and the 3rd time was in Ibiza. The first one was boring, the 2nd one the woman left a fanny juice snail trail on my jeans and the 3rd time the scottish stripper there made me put her feet in my mouth. Needless to say im not a fan
 
Edinburgh was full of pubs that had jack the rippers ... used to go at lunchtimes on a Friday
always a good laugh
 
Was on a course in a hotel in Bournemouth in 1982 and got invited to a local football club's gentleman's evening. Halfway through a girl-on-girl set one of the piss heads stubbed a cigarette out on the arse of one of the girls. Fast as a cobra-strike she spun round and absolutely smacked him in the face to a round of applause from the crowd.

Second time was in a Manchester pub in the 90s which advertised "exotic dancers", so we popped in at lunchtime. There were 6 of us in there with a reasonably pretty young lady doing her stuff. It was actually quite embarrassing with no crowd to anonymise things and felt pretty sordid.

For me, it misses a vital step, the glorious challenge of getting a girl you fancy out of her clothes.
 
On a work do and we went to a strip club after, one of the guys I work with was pulled up on stage and the naked woman started rubbng her twat on his head. Anyway, she had a pierced clit and he is bald and she cut his head. She was gyrating on his bonce and blood was running down his nose...funny as fuck. he was mortified.
 
I'm told that in the olden days (early-mid 70s) there used to be topless barmaids and strippers in the Manchester Arms near Victoria Station. And you could get the 123 to the match from just outside the front door. Obviously I was slightly under age so wouldn't have been in for a pre-match pint.
 
super_city_si said:
On a work do and we went to a strip club after, one of the guys I work with was pulled up on stage and the naked woman started rubbng her twat on his head. Anyway, she had a pierced clit and he is bald and she cut his head. She was gyrating on his bonce and blood was running down his nose...funny as fuck. he was mortified.
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Haha
 
jimharri said:
Serves your "mate" right for picking anything by that miserable tuneless ****. You, sorry, your mate should have gone for Oh Superman. Over 8 minutes long.
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You did not pick the song it was just what was on. I was usually too tight to pay for private dances but was slightly obsessed with one of the dancers in Venus who wore a cowboy hat.
 
The thing I don't get about the private dances is there doing the exact same thing on the stage for free .. There's no touching .. All there doing is dancing a bit closer to you in a different room. just find it odd why anyone would pay for that.
 
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