Funny strip club story (pool related):D

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So last night my buddy and I go to this little hole-in-the-wall strip club in southeast Georgia. These two asian "strippers" want to hang out with us (probably because they really liked us, right?), so they take us over to the side of the club where they have three bar tables. We are playing doubles, and while I am shooting one of the girls looks at the other and said in a foreign language "blah blah blah blah blah Bustamante."

I asked her what she said and she starts going off on how awesome these guys are that she knows from the Phillipines named Francisco Bustamante, Bata Reyes, and a couple of others who I can't recall.

Ok, so it's a lame story, but I found it interesting! I could tell you a different strip club story about this time in Sioux Falls with a stinky chested girl and a buddy of mine, but he might punch me in the head, give me horns, and kick me in the balls!:D
 
another funny dancer story

Yours is an interesting story. There is just that small chance that the girl was telling the total truth.

This one involves two Asian ladies too which is why it comes to mind. I was visiting someone in Georgia and we head out to play some pool and drink some beer, nothing serious, just good times planned. The closest place with tables is a topless joint so we stop in and play a few games. Things were slow in the joint and we soon had a couple of girls over playing with us. We didn't plan to stay here all evening so we offered to pick them up after they got off and take them to a late supper. We were thinking a moderately nice restaurant. Both girls were excited about the idea. "McDonalds!!" Not what we had planned but nothing better than cheap dates that were pretty attractive so we jumped on that.

The balls were rolling pretty good for me and soon I got the itch to go find a real pool hall and see if any action was to be had. The 2AM closing of the strip joint came and went without us giving it a second thought.

Six months later I am visiting again. As usual the plan is beer and pool. First stop the topless joint. We aren't in the door good when two angry little Asians converged on us. "You didn't take us to McDonalds!"

Hu

So last night my buddy and I go to this little hole-in-the-wall strip club in southeast Georgia. These two asian "strippers" want to hang out with us (probably because they really liked us, right?), so they take us over to the side of the club where they have three bar tables. We are playing doubles, and while I am shooting one of the girls looks at the other and said in a foreign language "blah blah blah blah blah Bustamante."

I asked her what she said and she starts going off on how awesome these guys are that she knows from the Phillipines named Francisco Bustamante, Bata Reyes, and a couple of others who I can't recall.

Ok, so it's a lame story, but I found it interesting! I could tell you a different strip club story about this time in Sioux Falls with a stinky chested girl and a buddy of mine, but he might punch me in the head, give me horns, and kick me in the balls!:D
 
Yours is an interesting story. There is just that small chance that the girl was telling the total truth.

This one involves two Asian ladies too which is why it comes to mind. I was visiting someone in Georgia and we head out to play some pool and drink some beer, nothing serious, just good times planned. The closest place with tables is a topless joint so we stop in and play a few games. Things were slow in the joint and we soon had a couple of girls over playing with us. We didn't plan to stay here all evening so we offered to pick them up after they got off and take them to a late supper. We were thinking a moderately nice restaurant. Both girls were excited about the idea. "McDonalds!!" Not what we had planned but nothing better than cheap dates that were pretty attractive so we jumped on that.

The balls were rolling pretty good for me and soon I got the itch to go find a real pool hall and see if any action was to be had. The 2AM closing of the strip joint came and went without us giving it a second thought.

Six months later I am visiting again. As usual the plan is beer and pool. First stop the topless joint. We aren't in the door good when two angry little Asians converged on us. "You didn't take us to McDonalds!"

Hu

Ha! Good story.
 
So last night my buddy and I go to this little hole-in-the-wall strip club in southeast Georgia. These two asian "strippers" want to hang out with us (probably because they really liked us, right?), so they take us over to the side of the club where they have three bar tables. We are playing doubles, and while I am shooting one of the girls looks at the other and said in a foreign language "blah blah blah blah blah Bustamante."

I asked her what she said and she starts going off on how awesome these guys are that she knows from the Phillipines named Francisco Bustamante, Bata Reyes, and a couple of others who I can't recall.

Ok, so it's a lame story, but I found it interesting! I could tell you a different strip club story about this time in Sioux Falls with a stinky chested girl and a buddy of mine, but he might punch me in the head, give me horns, and kick me in the balls!:D

Ummmmm......stinky Sioux Falls, stripper. :D

You should come out to the new town. Stripper quality is vastly improved.

I am positive those young ladies were drawn to your masculine yet tender personality and were not just looking to heist the hairy white man. Keep supporting those college students and single moms bro. Clear heels ain't cheap.
 
Ummm once upon a time I saw Busta, Efren, Alex and few others go through the McDonalds drive thru. They picked up a few extra burgers and decided to stop off at this lil strip club in south Georg......:thumbup:
 
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I went to a strip joint last night. I was with 3 girls that were doin a damn fine job, shoulda rented a hotel but im a pussy. Anyways this girl keeps askin me to pay for a dance and I told her she should pay me for lettin her run her damn mouth while Im enjoying the other ladies. Well I'm a veteran ok pure damn veteran in the dealings with strippers. She talks one of my lady friends up and hints Im buying, so I tell her no...call over the security guard Im cool wit and tell her Destiny thinks im payin for a dance and Im not in it shes ****in crazy so he goes to tell her she better collect before she starts dancing. He got there too late I guess.

About 15 minutes later my lady friend, the stripper, and the bouncer come back about the same time. I'm expecting him to tell me I owe 40 or 80 or something. Instead he just blurts out "Thats the best $50 I've ever spent in my life" it was hilarious.
 
So last night my buddy and I go to this little hole-in-the-wall strip club in southeast Georgia. These two asian "strippers" want to hang out with us (probably because they really liked us, right?), so they take us over to the side of the club where they have three bar tables. We are playing doubles, and while I am shooting one of the girls looks at the other and said in a foreign language "blah blah blah blah blah Bustamante."

I asked her what she said and she starts going off on how awesome these guys are that she knows from the Phillipines named Francisco Bustamante, Bata Reyes, and a couple of others who I can't recall.

Ok, so it's a lame story, but I found it interesting! I could tell you a different strip club story about this time in Sioux Falls with a stinky chested girl and a buddy of mine, but he might punch me in the head, give me horns, and kick me in the balls!:D

Did you score? Don't spare any gory details, you know implements, sheep, chickens, etc...
 
So last night my buddy and I go to this little hole-in-the-wall strip club in southeast Georgia. These two asian "strippers" want to hang out with us (probably because they really liked us, right?), so they take us over to the side of the club where they have three bar tables. We are playing doubles, and while I am shooting one of the girls looks at the other and said in a foreign language "blah blah blah blah blah Bustamante."

I asked her what she said and she starts going off on how awesome these guys are that she knows from the Phillipines named Francisco Bustamante, Bata Reyes, and a couple of others who I can't recall.

Ok, so it's a lame story, but I found it interesting! I could tell you a different strip club story about this time in Sioux Falls with a stinky chested girl and a buddy of mine, but he might punch me in the head, give me horns, and kick me in the balls!:D

Easy, you go to strip clubs?!!!! I thought you just ratted out buddies in their moments of drunkeness who were taken advantage of by slightly heavy girls in Reno (not saying that has ever happened)!!!!!! lol
 
How does one get a stinky chest?

I mean there is no pit or friction point on a chest......titts get aired out often in a titty bar......



Smoke (really wants to know)
 
So last night my buddy and I go to this little hole-in-the-wall strip club in southeast Georgia. These two asian "strippers" want to hang out with us (probably because they really liked us, right?), so they take us over to the side of the club where they have three bar tables. We are playing doubles, and while I am shooting one of the girls looks at the other and said in a foreign language "blah blah blah blah blah Bustamante."

I asked her what she said and she starts going off on how awesome these guys are that she knows from the Phillipines named Francisco Bustamante, Bata Reyes, and a couple of others who I can't recall.

Ok, so it's a lame story, but I found it interesting! I could tell you a different strip club story about this time in Sioux Falls with a stinky chested girl and a buddy of mine, but he might punch me in the head, give me horns, and kick me in the balls!:D

These are the kind of heartwarming stories that keep me returning to AZB.
 
Yours is an interesting story. There is just that small chance that the girl was telling the total truth.

This one involves two Asian ladies too which is why it comes to mind. I was visiting someone in Georgia and we head out to play some pool and drink some beer, nothing serious, just good times planned. The closest place with tables is a topless joint so we stop in and play a few games. Things were slow in the joint and we soon had a couple of girls over playing with us. We didn't plan to stay here all evening so we offered to pick them up after they got off and take them to a late supper. We were thinking a moderately nice restaurant. Both girls were excited about the idea. "McDonalds!!" Not what we had planned but nothing better than cheap dates that were pretty attractive so we jumped on that.

The balls were rolling pretty good for me and soon I got the itch to go find a real pool hall and see if any action was to be had. The 2AM closing of the strip joint came and went without us giving it a second thought.

Six months later I am visiting again. As usual the plan is beer and pool. First stop the topless joint. We aren't in the door good when two angry little Asians converged on us. "You didn't take us to McDonalds!"

Hu

Now I would have went home to bed. 20 years ago I would have gone to the pool hall. 40 years ago I would have taken the strippers to McDonalds.
 
Funny Strip Club Story

So an ex of mine used to be a stripper at a place called Al's Diamond Cabaret. Every night she used to collect all of the business cards that guys used to give her, trying to get her to call them back (not napkins, but BUSINESS cards!!).

So, she'd hand me the business cards that were collected each evening and I would pull out all of the cards that had anything to do with information technology - and I'd put them in my rolodex at work. She points out this one card in particular with a guy from Lotus (a division of IBM). His name was Byron Hutchinson (I'll never forget the name). She said he handed her his card saying how he travels the world and would love to take her away from "all this strip club stuff" and give her the life she's always wanted.

So...... fast forward a year. I was in the process of starting my company -- building a datacenter, etc. I needed internet collaboration software and a consulting firm recommended something called "SameTime" by Lotus. My partners and I drive to Philadelphia to meet with the IBM/Lotus people. The software retailed for about $50,000 by the way, so this was a big meeting for them.

In walks this tall guy in a big suit and a huge smile shaking everyone's hands. He hooks his laptop to an LCD projector (which had his wife and two young daughters as his desktop image). He hands out his business cards to the group... I look down..... "Byron Hutchinson."

Now for him.... the odds of giving some slut stripper your business card in a shithole strip joint that was 2 hours away from where you lived and have it end up in the day-timer of a prospect that's interesting in buying your $50k junk software is like 1 in a zillion.... at least. I started to laugh SO hard he had to quit his presentation. My partners were PISSED at me... I mean, they were embarrassed at my laughing. When Byron stopped completely to "beg my pardon" --- I went ahead and told him why I thought the situation was so funny.

Um, we never saw him again after that. Not even a follow-up call. I guess he let that lead slip through the cracks???? :thumbup:
 
seven hours

Now I would have went home to bed. 20 years ago I would have gone to the pool hall. 40 years ago I would have taken the strippers to McDonalds.

Remember I mentioned the place was dead? This was very early in the evening and it was about seven hours before they got off. The intention was to show back up maybe thirty minutes or an hour before they got off. Found a little action on the tables and drank a lot of beer and by the time they were getting off work I was an hour away in pretty good action. We doubted the girls waiting on us that night much less remembering six months later and still mad!

Spider,
Not quite as bad but a friend of mine managed a local boat dealership. There was a senior executive type at a local petro-chem plant that rented a nice pleasure boat every weekend about nine months out of the year. He didn't want the maintenance of buying one. Also he didn't stay at any one site more than a year or so and didn't know if he would have use for a boat next place even if he bought one. He spent a lot of money on those weekend rentals though.

Bob is sitting in a fairly sleazy restaurant attached to a nightclub with an ol' girl he has picked up squeezed in the booth beside him when the executive walks up. "Bobby, I'd like to introduce you to my wife."

Bobby looks up, looks next to the man, behind him, no woman. "Where is she?"

"You are sitting with her."

No more boat rentals.

Hu
 
So last night my buddy and I go to this little hole-in-the-wall strip club in southeast Georgia. These two asian "strippers" want to hang out with us (probably because they really liked us, right?), so they take us over to the side of the club where they have three bar tables. We are playing doubles, and while I am shooting one of the girls looks at the other and said in a foreign language "blah blah blah blah blah Bustamante."

I asked her what she said and she starts going off on how awesome these guys are that she knows from the Phillipines named Francisco Bustamante, Bata Reyes, and a couple of others who I can't recall.

Ok, so it's a lame story, but I found it interesting! I could tell you a different strip club story about this time in Sioux Falls with a stinky chested girl and a buddy of mine, but he might punch me in the head, give me horns, and kick me in the balls!:D


Is this that fine looking establishment we drove past a few times? It didn't look big enough to hold a table, much less multiples, lol.
 
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