An addiction to clubs (or maybe that's aDICKtion)... I believe it is truly an addiction, I know it is in my case. What was the defining moment that led to your addiction; what got you started clubbing?
In my case, I'd been to clubs several times but really could take or leave the club experience and not miss it at all. That is until a business trip found me in Philadelphia, many years ago.
A friend (and business associate) and I went out looking for something to keep us occupied one evening. We got the idea of hitting a strip club because, like all of us here, we enjoy looking at hot women.
Anyhow, hopping into a rental car, we headed out in search of a club. We figured that we'd just look for seedy areas, then for the proverbial neon and we'd be in a club in no time. Keep in mind, this is before I could spell TUSCL.
We drove for HOURS - finding ourselves in several different states, but still unsuccessful in our quest. (we put 260 miles on the car that night)
Anyhow, it was getting late and we were getting frustrated, so after checking out downtown Philly - our last attempt - we hung it up for the night and headed back to the main highway (I-95, if I remember correctly). After about five minutes, we saw a big sign with some hot girls on it, which of course drew my attention. The sign was an ad for Cheerleaders - a strip club. Narrowly missing a few cars during a frantic lane change.
Cheerleaders turned out to be a great club, and I found a dancer that I hit it off with. She extended me some liberties, and she emptied my wallet. I mean EMPTIED it. Up until then, the most I'd spent in a club was maybe $30, and most of that was for beer. This night, I was into it for more than 2 Franklins.
It was the first night of the trip, and without ANY money, I had to hit my friend up for a loan - both for expenses AND to have enough in my wallet when I got home so that my wife didn't get suspicious.
Even though I blew a lot of money, all I could think of was what a GREAT time I'd had with Savanah (I can mention her name 'cause she's long retired).
What was the experience that got YOU addicted to clubbing?


Oh yes, and more. The dudes blowing major cash aren't necessarily rich at all (indeed, the rich "get that way" by NOT spending frivolously) but sometimes they are "rich" in CASH FLOW. Smart strippers are there to catch the droppings.
Here's a sad story.
About ten or twelve years ago, Canada instituted the GST. It's a goods and services tax on EVERYTHING (even postage stamps, how DUMB is that?). One accountant figured out a loophole in the system, by which he instead of the gov't collected people's GST tithe. This windfall he then spent on strippers. Eventually he got caught, but paying strippers isn't illegal, so the girls got to keep their houses, cars, and bling bling but the guy had to go to jail.
Addiction? I think he was just a sad lonely guy who got in too deep ...