strippers vs. pool
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hemicudas said:
I bet she still drug him out by the ear. And took the money. She caught him looking.
Strippers and Pool?
True Story...
I was 21 years old. Stationed in Ft Huachuca Az. There was a strip club bar in Sierra Vista (the local town) called the Saber Lounge. One half strip club, one half pool room. (only 3 tables I think) I went there to play pool. (never watched the strippers.......much) Are you all familiar with Galliano liquor. It is yellow and comes in a tall bottle. Used mostly to make Harvey Wallabangers. That is a screw driver with a half shot of Galliano in it. There is a small bottle, maybe 2 feet tall. Then there is a big one about 3 feet tall that has a spicket or spout and is in a metal stand. They had the big one. When it was finished off they filled it with $99.00 worth of pennies (all that would fit) folded up a dollar bill on top and raffled it off for a local charity. I bought a ticket. The tickets were not selling very well so Suzie the best looking stripper they had there said she would throw in a date with her. The tickets started selling then, let me tell you. I mean Suzie was beautiful. Dark hair, slim but well built. The charity was going to make out now.
I walk in one night. I had pretty much forgotten about the raffle. The bartender yells at me when I walk through the door John! John!. I walk over and said, 'what!' He says, 'You won the Galliano bottle and the date with Suzie'. I think I said something like 'All-right!!!'. About that time Suzie came out of the back room and one of the other girls pointed me out to her. I heard her say, "Could have been worse". I walked over to the bar tender and ask him for a piece of paper and a pen. I wrote, "Could have been worse? I can find my own dates thank you". Gave it to the bartender and walked out with my Galliano bottle.
Been kicking myself in the ass ever since.
True Story...
I was 21 years old. Stationed in Ft Huachuca Az. There was a strip club bar in Sierra Vista (the local town) called the Saber Lounge. One half strip club, one half pool room. (only 3 tables I think) I went there to play pool. (never watched the strippers.......much) Are you all familiar with Galliano liquor. It is yellow and comes in a tall bottle. Used mostly to make Harvey Wallabangers. That is a screw driver with a half shot of Galliano in it. There is a small bottle, maybe 2 feet tall. Then there is a big one about 3 feet tall that has a spicket or spout and is in a metal stand. They had the big one. When it was finished off they filled it with $99.00 worth of pennies (all that would fit) folded up a dollar bill on top and raffled it off for a local charity. I bought a ticket. The tickets were not selling very well so Suzie the best looking stripper they had there said she would throw in a date with her. The tickets started selling then, let me tell you. I mean Suzie was beautiful. Dark hair, slim but well built. The charity was going to make out now.
I walk in one night. I had pretty much forgotten about the raffle. The bartender yells at me when I walk through the door John! John!. I walk over and said, 'what!' He says, 'You won the Galliano bottle and the date with Suzie'. I think I said something like 'All-right!!!'. About that time Suzie came out of the back room and one of the other girls pointed me out to her. I heard her say, "Could have been worse". I walked over to the bar tender and ask him for a piece of paper and a pen. I wrote, "Could have been worse? I can find my own dates thank you". Gave it to the bartender and walked out with my Galliano bottle.
Been kicking myself in the ass ever since.
OldHasBeen
Tom Ferry
CaptainJR said:
"IF YOU KNEW SUZIE - LIKE I KNOW SUZIE - OH - OH - OH WHAT A GIRL"!
TY & GL
Thats from an old Eddie Cantor song back in "My Days" - Oh - Those were the Days!
Looking at your picture, I think she gave you a compliment.
Sorry, Capt, just kidding.
QUOTE=CaptainJR]Strippers and Pool?
True Story...
I was 21 years old. Stationed in Ft Huachuca Az. There was a strip club bar in Sierra Vista (the local town) called the Saber Lounge. One half strip club, one half pool room. (only 3 tables I think) I went there to play pool. (never watched the strippers.......much) Are you all familiar with Galliano liquor. It is yellow and comes in a tall bottle. Used mostly to make Harvey Wallabangers. That is a screw driver with a half shot of Galliano in it. There is a small bottle, maybe 2 feet tall. Then there is a big one about 3 feet tall that has a spicket or spout and is in a metal stand. They had the big one. When it was finished off they filled it with $99.00 worth of pennies (all that would fit) folded up a dollar bill on top and raffled it off for a local charity. I bought a ticket. The tickets were not selling very well so Suzie the best looking stripper they had there said she would throw in a date with her. The tickets started selling then, let me tell you. I mean Suzie was beautiful. Dark hair, slim but well built. The charity was going to make out now.
I walk in one night. I had pretty much forgotten about the raffle. The bartender yells at me when I walk through the door John! John!. I walk over and said, 'what!' He says, 'You won the Galliano bottle and the date with Suzie'. I think I said something like 'All-right!!!'. About that time Suzie came out of the back room and one of the other girls pointed me out to her. I heard her say, "Could have been worse". I walked over to the bar tender and ask him for a piece of paper and a pen. I wrote, "Could have been worse? I can find my own dates thank you". Gave it to the bartender and walked out with my Galliano bottle.
Been kicking myself in the ass ever since.[/QUOTE]
Sorry, Capt, just kidding.
QUOTE=CaptainJR]Strippers and Pool?
True Story...
I was 21 years old. Stationed in Ft Huachuca Az. There was a strip club bar in Sierra Vista (the local town) called the Saber Lounge. One half strip club, one half pool room. (only 3 tables I think) I went there to play pool. (never watched the strippers.......much) Are you all familiar with Galliano liquor. It is yellow and comes in a tall bottle. Used mostly to make Harvey Wallabangers. That is a screw driver with a half shot of Galliano in it. There is a small bottle, maybe 2 feet tall. Then there is a big one about 3 feet tall that has a spicket or spout and is in a metal stand. They had the big one. When it was finished off they filled it with $99.00 worth of pennies (all that would fit) folded up a dollar bill on top and raffled it off for a local charity. I bought a ticket. The tickets were not selling very well so Suzie the best looking stripper they had there said she would throw in a date with her. The tickets started selling then, let me tell you. I mean Suzie was beautiful. Dark hair, slim but well built. The charity was going to make out now.
I walk in one night. I had pretty much forgotten about the raffle. The bartender yells at me when I walk through the door John! John!. I walk over and said, 'what!' He says, 'You won the Galliano bottle and the date with Suzie'. I think I said something like 'All-right!!!'. About that time Suzie came out of the back room and one of the other girls pointed me out to her. I heard her say, "Could have been worse". I walked over to the bar tender and ask him for a piece of paper and a pen. I wrote, "Could have been worse? I can find my own dates thank you". Gave it to the bartender and walked out with my Galliano bottle.
Been kicking myself in the ass ever since.[/QUOTE]
STR1PES
shoot2thrill-play2kill
I've been to a strip club one time. My wife had never been to one(me niether for that fact) and a group of people we were with talked her into it while she had a few to many drinks. My wife is and was seriously, hotter than any stripper there, but my wife is still super jealous so she worries that I'm going to think the other chicks are hotter than her or something, so needless to say I've never been to a strip club since. Which honestly isn't a big deal. The one we were at was an upperclass club with Lawyers and yuppies in it.
Strip clubs honestly don't do anything for me. If I was single and you could actually touch or take a girl home than great, lets go, but just throwing my money at somebody that is just going to use it for nose powder(coke) and getting nothing in return seems stupid to me.
I guess that didn't really have anything to do with pool, but I'm bored so I figured I'd tell everyone that meaningless story.
Strip clubs honestly don't do anything for me. If I was single and you could actually touch or take a girl home than great, lets go, but just throwing my money at somebody that is just going to use it for nose powder(coke) and getting nothing in return seems stupid to me.
I guess that didn't really have anything to do with pool, but I'm bored so I figured I'd tell everyone that meaningless story.
OK, my turn...
About 15 years ago, on Friday afternoons, my buddy and I would go to a little old fashioned pool hall downtown (Locust billiards, with about four 9 footers and two 9 foot snookers--no booze) with about $10 in our pockets and practice for an hour ($1 a piece!). After we were warmed up, we'd head to the stip club where it seemed the suits were always there having a bachelor's party or something where they all wanted to give up their cash.
This place had great food and the owner instructed the dancers to NEVER bother anyone with a pool cue in his hand. I'd take over one table and my buddy, the other, usually not getting bets above $5 or so.
We'd walk out of there about 3 hours later, drunk, full, with about 50 bucks each, and big smile on our faces. This must've happened at least 20 times or more. It was like our Friday night paycheck. The county close it down not long after this.
My wife still doesn't believe me when I tell her that most times I didn't even see or remember the dancers, but it's true. We let them distract the other players while we concentrated on winning.
Jeff Livingston
About 15 years ago, on Friday afternoons, my buddy and I would go to a little old fashioned pool hall downtown (Locust billiards, with about four 9 footers and two 9 foot snookers--no booze) with about $10 in our pockets and practice for an hour ($1 a piece!). After we were warmed up, we'd head to the stip club where it seemed the suits were always there having a bachelor's party or something where they all wanted to give up their cash.
This place had great food and the owner instructed the dancers to NEVER bother anyone with a pool cue in his hand. I'd take over one table and my buddy, the other, usually not getting bets above $5 or so.
We'd walk out of there about 3 hours later, drunk, full, with about 50 bucks each, and big smile on our faces. This must've happened at least 20 times or more. It was like our Friday night paycheck. The county close it down not long after this.
My wife still doesn't believe me when I tell her that most times I didn't even see or remember the dancers, but it's true. We let them distract the other players while we concentrated on winning.
Jeff Livingston
STR1PES said:
At my age I can't say they do much for me either, but they used to and I have been to more than one. I'll shorten this up. Orange Blossom Trail, Orlando 39 years ago. Used to go into one and sit way in the back. One girl would knock your socks off from that distance. One evening a friend who was my helper on the job yelled for me to come to his table which was close to the stage. Just as I got to his table she came on stage. I looked up and she was so cross eyed I couldn't tell if she was lookin at me or someguy across the room. Her name might have been Suzie.
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Like Communism??
I haven't gotten much enjoyment out of those types of clubs. I always felt it was a bit like Communism. Sounds good in theory, but doesn't work in the real world.
Later
I haven't gotten much enjoyment out of those types of clubs. I always felt it was a bit like Communism. Sounds good in theory, but doesn't work in the real world.
Later
When I was younger......
My best friend had an affinity for these sort of "clubs".
The one he liked best was called "The Great Alaskan Bush Co." in Phoenix.
This was a BYO place and the had a few tables off to the side.
He hated to go alone and would insist that I go and He'd pay my cover ( 20$ ).
There was an awful lot of money to be made there. Lots of drunks with pocketsful of cash.
Like shooting fish in a barrel.
As an aside, I probably spent more time with the girls who were bored and playing pool than he did sitting around the stage and paying them
Dave
My best friend had an affinity for these sort of "clubs".
The one he liked best was called "The Great Alaskan Bush Co." in Phoenix.
This was a BYO place and the had a few tables off to the side.
He hated to go alone and would insist that I go and He'd pay my cover ( 20$ ).
There was an awful lot of money to be made there. Lots of drunks with pocketsful of cash.
Like shooting fish in a barrel.
As an aside, I probably spent more time with the girls who were bored and playing pool than he did sitting around the stage and paying them
Dave
OK my turn now!!!!
When I first got into pool, there was a BCA league outta a local strip club. I was just being introduced to pool and didn't play on this league, but I knew people that did. Needless to say I would go sweat the matches. Because the league was so close to the stripper girls' workplace, LMAO, several of the strippers were on the teams. Now keep in mind that these ladies were working, so we were lacking the turtlenecks and jeans. They were decked out in full fledged stripper gear....the spiked heels, the "underwear" covered by a shear baby doll type nighty....I'm sure you boys can picture it, LOL! A friend was reminiscing about this league the other night; he said that he hated playing those girls because he always lost. He didn't lose because they were exceptional shots, but because of the way they were dressed and what would be in view when they leaned in for a shot! LMFAO....if you boys would focus on the game and not your competition.....
When I first got into pool, there was a BCA league outta a local strip club. I was just being introduced to pool and didn't play on this league, but I knew people that did. Needless to say I would go sweat the matches. Because the league was so close to the stripper girls' workplace, LMAO, several of the strippers were on the teams. Now keep in mind that these ladies were working, so we were lacking the turtlenecks and jeans. They were decked out in full fledged stripper gear....the spiked heels, the "underwear" covered by a shear baby doll type nighty....I'm sure you boys can picture it, LOL! A friend was reminiscing about this league the other night; he said that he hated playing those girls because he always lost. He didn't lose because they were exceptional shots, but because of the way they were dressed and what would be in view when they leaned in for a shot! LMFAO....if you boys would focus on the game and not your competition.....
landshark77 said:OK my turn now!!!!
When I first got into pool, there was a BCA league outta a local strip club. I was just being introduced to pool and didn't play on this league, but I knew people that did. Needless to say I would go sweat the matches. Because the league was so close to the stripper girls' workplace, LMAO, several of the strippers were on the teams. Now keep in mind that these ladies were working, so we were lacking the turtlenecks and jeans. They were decked out in full fledged stripper gear....the spiked heels, the "underwear" covered by a shear baby doll type nighty....I'm sure you boys can picture it, LOL! A friend was reminiscing about this league the other night; he said that he hated playing those girls because he always lost. He didn't lose because they were exceptional shots, but because of the way they were dressed and what would be in view when they leaned in for a shot! LMFAO....if you boys would focus on the game and not your competition.....
I’m hoping for that to happen today. The annual Fur Rondy doubles tourney is today and my partner is my favorite stripper ( not the one mentioned in the beginning of the thread) Usually shows off her stuff around the pool hall, we’ll see how well the competition maintains focus on the game. 10AM comes pretty early for her so I’m keeping my fingers crossed she can show.
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OldHasBeen
Tom Ferry
My Stripper Stories......
I was taking one of my sales reps out for lunch & he wanted to go to the local strip club. Said they had a great lunch. When we walked in, about 3 girls came up and hugged him and called him by name. As we sat and tried to eat a good lunch, these girls kept sitting & rubbing on our laps as we were eating. I WAS HUNGRY. I gave up on eating and let them get me excited to the point that I told my rep - See You Later. He said "Whats Wrong"? I said nothing - I'm just going home and calling my wife to fix a big steak and serve it to me naked. I'll never forget that lunch.
At our local PlayBoy Club back in the '70's, my best friend and our dates went out for dinner and drinking. The Bumper Pool Girl asked me to play a game for nothing. I said no, I don't play for nothing. The manager overheard this and offered to bet $10 a game on the Bumper Bunny. He thought she was the best he had ever seen. She was good but she only played offence, No Defence At All. I won about $60 and the manager decided to play himself. He said he could see HOW I was winning and we raised the bet to $50 a game. The bottom line was that we won over $1,800 and couldn't believe this guy was so stupid. We returned the next week to hopfully play some more and found out the manager had been fired. He had taken the $ out of the cash register to play me. There was also a New Bumper Bunny.
TY & GL
I was taking one of my sales reps out for lunch & he wanted to go to the local strip club. Said they had a great lunch. When we walked in, about 3 girls came up and hugged him and called him by name. As we sat and tried to eat a good lunch, these girls kept sitting & rubbing on our laps as we were eating. I WAS HUNGRY. I gave up on eating and let them get me excited to the point that I told my rep - See You Later. He said "Whats Wrong"? I said nothing - I'm just going home and calling my wife to fix a big steak and serve it to me naked. I'll never forget that lunch.
At our local PlayBoy Club back in the '70's, my best friend and our dates went out for dinner and drinking. The Bumper Pool Girl asked me to play a game for nothing. I said no, I don't play for nothing. The manager overheard this and offered to bet $10 a game on the Bumper Bunny. He thought she was the best he had ever seen. She was good but she only played offence, No Defence At All. I won about $60 and the manager decided to play himself. He said he could see HOW I was winning and we raised the bet to $50 a game. The bottom line was that we won over $1,800 and couldn't believe this guy was so stupid. We returned the next week to hopfully play some more and found out the manager had been fired. He had taken the $ out of the cash register to play me. There was also a New Bumper Bunny.
TY & GL
A long, long time ago, in a life long since past, I played a few games in strip clubs around Toronto. I was a basher, but my partner Dave could play (Ontario University Snooker champion in the late 70's or early 80's). We were having difficulty beating a couple of guys one night. At one point in the evening Dave elbows me and says 'move that ball off the rail'. I turned away from the stage and said 'what ? that's cheating !'. He told me to watch the other guys a bit closer, and sure enough they were moving balls when they thought we were watching the dancers. After that we had much better success against these two, who were also guilty of watching the strippers whenever possible
Dave, who hasn't been to a strip club for many many years, and knows 'you can't go back', but is hopefully no longer a basher and would love to play my old friend Dave the lawyer again ...
Dave, who hasn't been to a strip club for many many years, and knows 'you can't go back', but is hopefully no longer a basher and would love to play my old friend Dave the lawyer again ...
breakup said:
Our first match was on a very visible table. My partner indeed came dressed for the occasion. Nothing outrageous but she really can attract attention. After the set the tournament director came over to me and quietly said “dude she has to change into something appropriate”. During the set he had been overwhelmed by some old battleaxes that just can’t stand a young beautiful woman making the most of her day in the sun. She went home, changed and we continued until we lost. For the most part I had a really fun day.
Mr. Wilson said:When I was younger......
My best friend had an affinity for these sort of "clubs".
The one he liked best was called "The Great Alaskan Bush Co." in Phoenix.
This was a BYO place and the had a few tables off to the side.
He hated to go alone and would insist that I go and He'd pay my cover ( 20$ ).
There was an awful lot of money to be made there. Lots of drunks with pocketsful of cash.
Like shooting fish in a barrel.
As an aside, I probably spent more time with the girls who were bored and playing pool than he did sitting around the stage and paying them
Dave
I've been to The Great Alaskan Bush Co. That place is great. The girls are hot and the drinks are cold. What else can you ask for? How did you like the huge stuffed polar bear they have at the door.
Ktown D said:
That 9....maybe 10 foot tall polar bear was there when they opened the doors.
They still have the tables off to the left of the stage?
Dave