Arriving at Houston Dolls days after a raid, my first LD was from a dancer wearing a 1970's top with metal rings. After she slammed my head into the wall three times, I stopped the LD.
Wore a new belt to the club...it had a somewhat protruding buckle. The dancer didn't like it so she started pounding on it with her ass...left we with a little bruise where the belt buckle rested on my waist. It was a terrible dance even without that incident...one song and I was out.
I imagine friction burns on your wood don't count?
My wife got an earring ripped out by a dancer's heel when she did a "crotch stand". Thankfully it was a hoop with a hook, instead of a post.
I have dreadlocks and a dancer's navel ring got stuck in one. Almost ripped the lock out before we noticed she was hooked. That hurt like crazy, and ended the night.
I've caught glancing blows in the head/shoulders a few times at the tip rail by high-heels, but luckily not the business end, and nothing severe enough to break skin. A more common occurance is getting my beer kicked over. I've lost track of how many times this has happened.
I had a dancer cut her finger open on the strap putting back on those clear plastic heels. She was dripping blood in the cubicle. She was impressed that I had a band-aid in my wallet, but did not show much gratitude.
Shadowcat beat me to it: damaged ego only (so far). Oh, and the occasional chafing from, shall we say, overuse. But that comes (ha!) with the territory.
I almost had my nose broken and wound up with two black eyes.
An irate dancer hit me with her shoe once. That hurt like a muthafucka.
I've had parts of my person bitten to where it bruised or drew blood.
Had my coochie bruised by an over-zealous grinder.
I've had more wardrobe damage than I can count.
Most of my wardrobe damage usually results in me hiding the damaged articles under the car seat, and hoping & praying that the "wife" isn't home when I run into the house half naked.
Most of that damage has been stripper stains left behind on my pants, or buttons popped on blouses when a stripper gets too frisky.
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My wife got an earring ripped out by a dancer's heel when she did a "crotch stand". Thankfully it was a hoop with a hook, instead of a post.
I have dreadlocks and a dancer's navel ring got stuck in one. Almost ripped the lock out before we noticed she was hooked. That hurt like crazy, and ended the night.
heel that is!
An irate dancer hit me with her shoe once. That hurt like a muthafucka.
I've had parts of my person bitten to where it bruised or drew blood.
Had my coochie bruised by an over-zealous grinder.
I've had more wardrobe damage than I can count.
Damn - a SC is a dangerous place!
Just curious. How do you cover "wardrobe damage" when you arrive home? And is damage anywhere close to a "malfunction"?
Most of my wardrobe damage usually results in me hiding the damaged articles under the car seat, and hoping & praying that the "wife" isn't home when I run into the house half naked.
Most of that damage has been stripper stains left behind on my pants, or buttons popped on blouses when a stripper gets too frisky.
Also, more than once I've been hit or stabbed in the shoulder by a stilleto heel from a swinging pole dancer.
I wish I didn't have to be in "ninja mode" about my clubbing, but it is the only way for me.