Monday, March 17, 2008

She works hard for the money

If you're a woman (and I'm assuming the vast majority of you are) and you've never been to a strip club then I think you should go. And I'm not talking about dude strip clubs (those are a bit harder to find anyways). My friends and I went on a whim one night. It was very embarrassing. We went to a dingier place (definitely more typical of what you'd find in Iowa). It was definitely an eye-opening experience for me. For example, I learned what "sniffer's row" was and why it held that title (for those of you who don't know it's the row of seats closest to the stage and I don't think I need to explain the title, eew). I also didn't know that for $1 a stripper would literally shove the guys face between her boobs and start rubbing, and for $5 you could get a lapdance or go behind the black curtain (I never did make it back there). I guess I was surprised at how physical it actually got. Honestly, it pissed me off. We talked to some of the strippers (while studiously avoiding looking at their giant breasts that were staring at us). They were all nice and curious as to why we were there (I think they were hoping to do a lapdance, I would imagine it's more fun and less threatening to dance for another woman). I was disappointed in the lack of pole dancing. I expected it to be like Demi Moore and have the girls coming tearing across the stage, ripping their costumes off and flying around the pole in some cool leg manuver that I could never do. Instead they mostly walked, er, slinked around the stage, I think due in large part to the HUGE heels they had to wear (seriously, I would have broken my ankle in those things). There was one girl who flipped around the pole and we made sure to applaud and cheer her on. I was also surprised by the number of couples there. See, that I don't mind. I think whatever you do as a couple to enhance your sex life is your own business and nobody else has the right to say what's weird and what's normal. So, if your gal wants boobs in her face and that turns the both of you on I say go ahead and get out your dollar. The married men that frequent strip clubs on a regular basis, well that just creeps me out. I always tell TGD, you want boobs in your face all you have to do is ask.

1 comment:

Mia said...

If my spouse asked for boobs in his face, I would laugh my butt off. First of all, he could only have sternum in his face because my boobs have been ravaged by breast feeding, leaving a wide chasm where cleavage used to be. So, I guess he could spend a dollar to get that at a strip club, or $6,000 to get me a new set and enjoy them at home.