When will you give up?

I think if I lived in a place like Cincinnati that only has one strip club. I would still visit strip clubs but my visits would be much less often because I would have to drive all the way to Dayton or down to Kentucky.

When I'm dead?

Once I leave Florida. LOL!

When I'm dead. Even if the time should come when even the best BJ won't get me off, I plan on going as often as I can afford it, even if it's just for the eye candy. If the time ever comes when I no longer even enjoy the sights, kill me, as life won't be worth living at that point.

Why ever say you have to give it up? It's as if you are saying it's bad or something like that.

When you pry my last, crumbled dollar bill from my cold, dead hands.

(Apologies to Charlton Heston, lol)

steve229 says it so well, it's off to 2001 in Tampa tonight

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Every time that I spend way more than I had intended to on a given visit I vow to give up this hobby. The good news is that I come to my senses a couple of weeks later and I'm back at the tip rail.

When I retired, I pretty much quit going. Now that I am working again, I've gone back, but not near as much as in the past. So to answer your question, I guess it is more a money/opportunity thing.

When the world stops producing stupid, lying, thieving whores willing to let me fuck them in the ass and cum on their faces for a bit of cash. Ain't gonna happen during my lifetime, so the shorter answer is: never!

I don't go as often as I would like b/c its a drive but can't really think of anything that could ever make me stop all together

When do you think you will give up visiting strip clubs?

When I win the lottery and bring the stippers & hookers to my place!

When it quits being fun, which I can't foresee for quite a while.

Being I am still single, I always assumed I would stop when I got a significant other worth quitting them. But I'd probably then get bored with marriage and just go anyway. In other words, never. Money might get in the way, but that's a different problem.

Jackanonymous says, "When I'm dead?" I was told once at my favorite club that some old guy died there, just had a heart attack and died. That would be the way to go.

I want to be buried in St. James, within smelling distance of all that poon. If that don't make rise from the dead, uh, stiff, you know what I mean.

Already quit.

1. When I find a hot young woman who will do everything I want a stripper to do for me for free.

2. After having read articles from www.stripperweb.com...each time I read items from some of those mean spirited money grubbing dancers I just want to stay home.

Yesterday, but I slept through it.

nice pic, SuperDude, who's the babe. I am glad I didn't give up yesterday at Mons Venus. Oh my, what a place!! It's been years since I was there, I am very glad I did.

I'm done since my babe quit. I miss the squirting into my mouth and all the fucking we did.

As the joke goes: "Last week I gave up smoking, drinking and sex. It was the worst 15 minutes of my life."

harrydave: lol, that reminds of the Lenten tradition a friend of mine, who refers to himself as a "recovering catholic", practices: "I gave up giving things up."

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