Perfect Gentlemen = PL?
steve229
A) a compliment for knowing how to treat a lady and still have a good time, or
B) a sign that something has gone horribly wrong and the other guys are getting higher mileage than you?
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If a dancer calls me a CA = Complete Asshole, do I take that as I received the highest possible mileage and therefore a compliment?
Doctor Phil says try reading less into things, strippers say anything. I'm more interested in what they do.
Now for the nicer types, you can take it as a legitimate complement but still work toward fucking, of course. IME, it is the nicer strippers who are more likely to do the high mileage than the hustlers who are looking to score money for nothing.
That being said, it is probably good for newbies to have to rules to quickly filter those who very likely won't from those who very likely will.
At some point it all becomes quite intuitive, or, to make it sound a bit Zen like, you just know without knowing.
When you boil it all down, however, if you have fun thinking about such things, just do it. Who is gatorfan to tell you otherwise?
Dougster- No Zen philosophical inferences to be made by my comment, nor am I telling anyone what to do. I am again only commenting on the line between the fantasy and the reality and not towards the psychology of strippers or strip clubs (which actually can be an interesting subject). I'm sure you'd agree there's quite a bit of distorted realities with some people who become a little too obsessed with these clubs. Please dont take my comments as to be in some way knowing more than anyone else, I think it's fair to say none of us could ever claim to understand all strippers, which would be the same to say understanding all women.
(This one's goin' out to the strip joints
Yo, meet me at Suzy's Rendez-vous
For every Go-Go Bar
I'ma send this one out to the gentlemen's clubs
Magic City, New York dogs, Rolex
I be seeing y'all up in there late at night
I understand when your girl is stressing you out
(Crazy girls) Know what I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
Just 'cuz she dances go-go
It don't make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna ???? to Meeeexico
Called up my mama, said I'm in love with a stripper, yo
[Verse 1]
Ten grand, let me see you shake it like you got no
bones in your body and you was made to be a celebrity
Twenty grand, know it's a sin, but before me you show
me a little more skin it would fulfill my fantasy
Thirty grand, to the highest bidder but Chris Rock
said, 'There's no sex in the champaigne room'
Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling
down, type of tears that money couldn't buy
Excuse me, what is your name?
Uh, my name is Hope, yo
I was blessed with the body of the Goddesses
Have you any idea how hard this is?
I could flex in 25 positions
But I only work here to pay my tuition
Yo, tantalizing teaser
Table-top pleaser
Give me what I need a
Mastercard a Visa
Lap dance fantasy
Picture us on and on white canopy
Wyclef extended his hand to me
Like Billy D. said he's feelin me
Take me away from here, so far
Where they ride horses, no cars
No more stripping in bars
Me and you 'Clef, against the odds
(Yo a lot of y'all sitting with y'all girls
fronting like the budweiser commercial
Talking bout, 'IIIIIII, I don't be going to the strip joints'
You lying man! You'd be surprised who you see up in there man.
I got one question for you liars, man)
Shot callers, Wasn't you a preacher?
You calling her a hooker? He without sin cast the first stone.
I met her on the subway, she gave me that VIP card
And told me if I ever have problems,
Don't hesitate to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah
Call up my mama said I'm in love with a stripper yo!