“By trolling, we mean the posting of inflammatory comments for the sole purpose of getting a rise out of people.”
And after reading his silly posts, I got sucked in. Stupid on my part.
You’re way off, for some of the reasons listed by Happy Scrappy Pup and also for some he didn’t list. There are many content married and monogamous men who visit strip clubs. Some are out-of-town on business and come to the bar in the evening for something to do and to find someone to talk to. That’s also the case for a lot of the other men who visit.
There are a lot of lonely men, and for whatever reason, they aren’t getting the empathy and understanding they need at home. They want the company of a sexy lady, but they don’t want to compromise their marriage by going out and having an affair. By going to the club, they get a little variety in their lives without doing anything terribly wrong.
And, I might get flamed for this but, some of them come in because their wives have lost interest in sex, or they’ve gained a bunch of weight after having kids and never lost it, or they nag them constantly, etc. They know that we aren’t going to bitch at them. We listen when they talk. We laugh at their bad jokes. They can come in, hang out with a pretty lady or two, and get treated like a king (as long as they’ve got the cash to spend). Most men don’t get that at home and some really need it.
None of these reasons mean that the guys don’t love their wives, or that they don’t get laid on a regular basis. And I don’t think it makes them a bad husband, as long as they do it in moderation. I wouldn’t be thrilled if my husband was frequenting strip clubs, but if he did it occasionally it wouldn’t be the end of the world. I’d prefer not to know about it though. I’m no different than most women in that regard.
Well said, and I haven’t been to a strip joint since I was in my early twenties, before I was married. That would be about 16 years ago now.
So I’m in Cincinnati…the drive to Indy isn’t that far, now, is it?
I’m a man. I know plenty of other men. Heck, some of my best friends are men. Most of my friends are comfortable being themselves around women, “theirs” or otherwise. Just because you need/want strip clubs as a social safety valve, I should like it if you did not paint all men with that brush.
[my experience only]
In my (limited) experience with strip clubs (friends’ bachelor parties) they are a place where I have to put on a facade of machismo, and thus am not allowed to be “myself.”
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Yep.
We didn’t have to take out the dancer’s trash, and the dancer didn’t nag us about forgetting.
The dancer wasn’t wondering whether we’d notice the crumb on the floor and wasn’t basing how she’d treat us on whether we attended to it. The crumb on the floor wasn’t a metaphor for what kind of partner we are, as far as the dancer’s concerned.
Our joke about the boomerang is the funniest thing the dancer has ever heard.
The dancer was happy to see us.
The dancer is nice to us. The dancer is HAWT and is really only interested in sitting on our lap and listening to our boomerang joke and telling the waiter to get us another beer.
The dancer doesn’t care that we’re having 10 beers and smoking half a pack of cigarettes and half-watching the game. In fact, she thinks that’s GREAT.
And none of this is objectively true, but we don’t need it to be.
Men just need a world where the contrapositives are NOT TRUE for a couple of hours. And we’re willing to pay for that.
You know what, that is just so fucking true.
Us wives forget that over & over again, making complex what is really so simple.
I’m saying this without scorn or rancor, or disrespect:
You’re right.
No, we don’t.
No, we’re not.
Some are. At my stage in the game, I’m generally not, but I no longer have a bunch of single friends urging me to “take the plunge” either.
I know some are, but as I said in my previous post, I object to Happy Scrappy saying that all men are.
Well, apparently, the only rise to be gotten by the OP at this club involved overweight mean looking guys. :dubious: :rolleyes: 
Well, we al love blanket generalizations. But I can somewhat see the OP’s point. If the bouncers were truly that detracting from “the experience”, then, well, I suppose that kinda sucks.
YMMV. Mine did at the brief “strip club” phase I went through earlier in life.
I always felt bad for strippers in some way I could not define.
I recall when I was in the Army we all went out on a weekend pass to a strip club, I was nineteen then. We generally had a racous good time, and then…there was an overweight girl onstage, and people actuallt starting booing her and hurling insults. I was pretty drunk but I felt really bad for her, so I went up and gave her a ten spot and made out with her, in full view of everyone else. It made my night and apparently, hers. I won’t ever forget that.
Yes, because that’s EXACTLY what I meant. Every man, everywhere.
EVERY MAN.
EVERYWHERE.
Whooohoooo!
:rolleyes:
I’ve had only one thought running through my mind this entire thread:
“Pasties and a g-string, beer and a shot”
But I can be counted amongst the one that strip clubs don’t do much for; I’ve gone only twice. Once when I was 18 to see what it was all about; once a few years later as an escort for a sister who wanted to see what it was all about.
I agree with the poster upthread who said that people there expect one to behave in ways I’m not comfortable behaving.
[Chris Rock] My one responsibility as a father is to keep my baby girl OFF THE POLE! If your the father of a stripper, you know you failed…[/Chris Rock]
raises hand shyly
Is anyone else kind of disturbed by the fact the OP and his brother were at the same table getting lap dances together? I don’t think I’m a prude, but just hearing my brother say ‘Hey, I had a one-night stand with that chick sitting over at that table’ is TMI for me, whether or not being in the same room with strippers. Of course, I’m also female which might contribute, but I think I’d feel the same way if it was my non-existent sister.
Yeah, the bouncers did detract from the experience. In addition to their unsightliness, they were far too obtrusive. Bouncers aren’t supposed to be front and center. They’re supposed to lurk unobtrusively in the background until they’re needed. You might note that upthread I mentioned that glowering muscleheads are no good either. I know how good bouncing is done because I worked a few times with one of the best. He never solved with violence what could be solved with a beer on the house. When it was necessary to get physical, he handled things quickly, quietly, and cleanly. He could hustle a drunk out the door without most of the house noticing. We weren’t working a strip club, but I suspect he’d say that the two chubbies should have been where they could be watching the crowd, not vice versa.
The issue might be with the company you keep, then.
Honestly, I’ve never felt pressure to act in any particular way in a strip club.
In a strip club, isn’t the trouble more likely to happen around the dancers, rather than out in the back somewhere? I would assume, and I’m no expert as you’ll note above, that the primary job of a bouncer in a strip club is to protect the dancers, and secondarily anything else that might happen.
My “company” being “the kind of people who tend to hang out in strip clubs”?
Possibly. Whatever. I’m not against them. I don’t go around wanting to get them closed. I feel the same way about them I do about casinos - they do nothing for me.
Small world. I spent some summers in Pittsburgh when I was a kid, and my dad always described McKee’s Rocks as “The Asshole of the planet Earth”.
If you can get all the beer you want for $10, it must have somehow gotten worse.
-Joe