The "monthly budget" thread got me reflecting. In a few months, I'll be 52, and my birthday will also mark the 35th anniversary of my first trip to a strip club.
When I think back on all the hours, days and weeks, and hundreds and thousands of dollars at a time I've spent in strip clubs over those 35 years, the only thing I can think to say is, thank the gods I haven't wasted my life away with unimportant shit.
Yep, seems like quite a bit of money until you ask yourself what you could have spent it on instead. Then you realize there are fewer things in life as worth spending money on as a fine whore.
I gave up my monthly massage and several trips a week to my favorite drinking hole. I realized that - in the end - pussy was what I was after at each of those anyway. Easy trade.
52 and 35 ain't years to reflect or celebrate anything. Go fuck them strippers some more and come back when you hit 60.
The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness. Happiness is the only good. The time to be happy is now, the place to be happy is here,
And the way to be happy is...boobs!
Strippers have boobs and customers act like boobs
@Digitech and @gatorfan: don't know what you guys been smoking but them prose, leave it to microdong to write them poetry and shit.
gmd: If you've "wasted" so much $$/time on stripclubs all these years, this begs the question how much time you've wasted logging on to tuscl..............// Uh-oh, I have to log off, can't be late for church.....
I spend half my income on strippers and booze. The other half I just waste.
@digitech: very well stated, sir!
@minnow: Why, none, of course!
I'm almost ready to offer a serious response to GMD's comments. Almost! I do think about the money I've wasted in strip clubs. The times I didn't negotiate, explicitly, what I expected and what price I would pay. The times I foolishly bought a drink at a price that would pay for another lap dance. The lappers with stuck up dancers I "knew" wouldn't do more than grind.
But then I think of the money I wasted outside strip clubs - on women who insisted on turning off the light before taking their clothes off - on homes far bigger than I needed - on vacations to places with lousy SCs - and I realize the tiny amount I've wasted in clubs is truly insignificant.
I have been a semi-pro whore payer over the past 20 years. It was fun, no regrets. I am slowing down now because I'm not finding the satisfaction at SC's like I used to.
