All the bartenders at strip clubs are tough ex-cons, but they all fold when leaned on by the cops.
In Hawaii, they probably ship in Filipinas or Thai girls: depending on the club, some of them work under pretty nasty conditions which amount to virtual slavery, too.
Dingleberries cost extra.
Pretty much. You get the “less professional looking” girls who are presumably trying to pay back “immigration fees” to their employers. The ones around Waikiki are much, much hotter appear to be local girls.
It’s 100% naked, all the glories are shown and wiggled. For lapdances, though, go to the Korean “relaxation bars”, more bang for your buck. Literally.
ShibbOleth, when I recount that evening to friends, I usually add on that the dancer was his sister, so free lapdances!
Actually, I was talking about this place in Ypsilanti. I thought Cheetah’s of Windsor served alcohol. (It’s been quite a few years since I’ve been clubbing in Canada. Things might have changed over there.)
“Your cat has diabetes…”
You kids now a days with your TV and movies. I learned about strip clubs the old fashioned way - by going to strip clubs. And here’s what I learned:
Canadian strip clubs are better than American strip clubs.
Get a good seat by the stage. You went there for the view.
Gentlemen’s Clubs are overrated and overpriced.
Bikers’ strip clubs usually don’t have enough dancers.
Tip the waitresses.
Amateur night is usually fun for everyone.
The best time to go to a strip club is the early afternoon.
The dancers are there to make a living. Don’t make their life difficult.
Pert shampoo floresces under a UV light.
Don’t go to Big Daddy’s in New Orleans.
Ah, Portland, where the strippers roam free… In the call center where I work we have quite a number of young ladies who moonlight on the pole–it keeps them in ready cash while the dayjob satisfies the IRS. The wimmins get completely naked, many of the dancers (the Suicide Girls leap to mind) are nude artists of the first water, and the beer is really good. Matter of fact, since all Oregon bars are required to serve food, some of the strip clubs have pretty damned good kitchens attached–at the Acropolis the owner uses the club as a venue to sell off his home ranched beef, and you can get a steak dinner for like three bucks or something bizarre. The Safari Club had a neat little angle–tanks of piranhas and feeder goldfish available for sale to dump into the tanks for a price (sex and death, it’s the perfect marketing gimmick!) The Viewpoint is fun, one floor is female dancers, one floor is males. A little something for everyone.
As a woman who appreciates strippers quite a bit, I can tell you that the right woman on Sushi Row can make the girls (and the audience) very happy–if you flirt and play around with the strippers it gets the guys handing out money like it was on rails and the dancers will buy the chick in the audience drinks to say thanks.
Strip clubs are fun when done right and staffed by dancers who enjoy their work and look at it like any other art form. Unfortunately, for every “Exotica” in the movie universe there’s a whole bunch of redneck stereotype strip bars (think “48 Hours”) and then on to the “Blue Iguana,” which is a whole 'nother kettle of fish.
The “juice bar” concept is sick and disturbing. A person ought to be able to enjoy a nice drink while appreciating the gyrations of a naked dancer–it oughta be in the Bill of Rights or something… 
I have only been to one 'peeler bar and I was less than impressed. The stripper was an older woman who was to her credit, very athletic, but I guess it wasnt my thing. She saw that I was kinda bored and started to have a conversation with me while she was on her back legs in the air spread eagle playing with her clit ring.
One thing that apparently only happens in Alberta is that the strippers, hold cards in there… lips or really anywhere that it will stay and the patrons throw loonies at them. If they knock the card off they get a free poster.
I am a girl BTW
I learned that
1: Strippers usually have a kid of some kind
2: Come from abusive families who are ashamed of them
3: Have criminal boyfriends
4: Turn tricks on the side
5: Have perfect teeth no matter how down and out their circumstances or how bad their drug habit is
The only thing I can add directly addressing the OP is that there seem to be a lot more TV and movie strippers in cowboy outfits than actually exist IRL.
In many areas, there are laws mandating that the dances take place at a certain distance from the customer to prevent anything that might be considered lewd contact. These laws are certainly in force at Houston clubs, but I can state from extensive study of, er, a purely scientific nature, that unless cops are known to be in the club they are completely ignored. In my experience with any given dancer, to paraphrase Groucho Marx, if she were any closer she’d be behind me.
I’ve been a handful of times.
The first time I went to a strip club, it was because a friend was dating a dancer, and she locked her keys in her car, so we had to take her a spare set. We’re standing just inside, talking (she hasn’t been on stage yet, so she’s clothed). All around us, these girls are walking by in various states of undress. However, it just doesn’t so anything for me. If I were 17, then, yeah, I’d be in Heaven. When you get older, it’s like watching a band rehearse: If you can play an instrument, you don’t wanna watch, you wanna jam.
I’ve learned that-
If I stay for more than ten minutes, one or more of the following will happen-
-There will be a huge fight involving men large enough to be professional football players. Heavy objects will be thrown. At least one chair will be broken over somebody’s back
-There will be a shoot out. This will probably involve a tough as nails cop who is having problems with his by the book captain.
-Somebody will turn up dead.
-I will be mistaken for somebody else, probably a criminal of some kind.
LOL! You know, this bugs about an awful lot of movies and TV shows. Pretty much everybody has perfect teeth. In a film set in medieval Europe, when dentistry barely even existed, everybody has perfect teeth, even the peasants. In a film set in the rural South in the '30’s, where half the population could barely afford a toothbrush let alone adequate dental care, everybody has perfect teeth. In a prison movie of any era, the cons all have perfect teeth.
Damn, where can I get a set of superteeth that can survive any amount of neglect and abuse without so much as a cavity??!?
yeah, cheetah’s has alcohol. last time i went there, we went to see foxy boxing. that’s always a non-nude delight.
Apropos of nothing…
This club that I used to visit (I haven’t been in one for years) had a huge mirror behind the stage. Dancers would often lean against it, leaving a multitude of “finger” prints all over it. One day, one dancer got fed up with it. ( I should note that this particular dancer was somewhat plump, for whatever that’s worth.) Instead of getting naked, she spent her entire stage time bitching about what pigs people were, and cleaning the mirror. Meanwhile I was paying through the nose just to sit there.
“Gee”, I thought, “This must be what married sex is like.”
Betcha don’t see that in the movies.
Out here in Sacramento (Rancho Cordova actually, where it seems all the strip clubs are), they are juice bars.
Several years ago, a rather old and unpleasant looking woman who was offering lap dances was also offering blow jobs.
nobody took her up on her offer, of course, but still. Yuck.
I enjoy them, but I only have a good time if I can get a female to come with me. My ex-wife used to enjoy them quite a bit. My current wife, not so much…
sigh
I went to the nudie bar once. Once.
I discovered I was ill suited for it.
The point is to look, but I didn’t want to look, because that would be impolite.
I also called the servers “ma’am”, which they thought was “sooo cute!”
I then spent two days looking a women I knew and thinking, “I wonder how she would look in a g-string.”
Kind of hard to believe, that.
I guess maybe I don’t quite understand how it would come to pass that the pool of strippers would somehow self-select for great intelligence. In any randomly chosen group of people, you would expect them to have average intelligence, unless there was some selection criteria for being in the group that would choose for intelligence - for instance, a group of doctors, or a group of Jeopardy! champions. What about a group of strippers would cause them to be disproportionately intelligent?
Right. The strippers I have known haven’t been overwhelmingly intelligent. I’d say ten percent of the 200 or so girls I’ve worked with have been college students, or of above average intelligence. The majority of the dancers I’ve known are not smart at all.