In the “Stupid Shit Strippers Say” thread, a couple of dancers mentioned it’s a two way street. I would like to hear from from the ladies the stupid shit PLs have said.
Sure I will. Even better this is the first PL I ever talked to, on my first night ever.
Me: “So you would like a dance then?”
Him: “Oh no, I don’t have any money for any dances. I just want go back there.”
*points to the VIP dance area*
Me: Well since you don’t have money for that, the floor one will be cheaper.”
Him: No, let’s just go back there.
Me: The club will kick you out if you go back there without a wristband.
Him: Nah. It will be all safe. I have a condom.
I've probably said some pretty stupid shit in strip clubs, too.
I have one favorite dancer who I visit exclusively to complain about my dating life. I'm sure she thinks I'm an idiot, but it's cheaper than therapy and she's cute and half-naked.
I had another dancer who developed a crush on me and used to get pissed off whenever I would point out other guys she could go make more money from. I never understood why that bothered her (she was always welcome to socialize for free, but I wasn't paying for her time).
I once passed up an OTC opportunity with a great-looking dancer because her invitation was vague and I prefer to be pursued (rather than the other way around).
1) You're to pretty for this why do you work here? (Because dumb fucks like you are giving this girl free money to be pretty with minimal effort on her part...so why wouldn't she work here?)
2) I can't believe you're BF let's you do this if I you were my girl you wouldn't be doing this (Ah yes, take away her means of income and self empowerment, while also letting her know you're low-key CONTROLLING!!!)
3) You only talk to me for my money (Well ya, you look like Fat Bastard of Austin Powers fame and have the personality of Lurch from the Addams Family)
One of the dumbest things I’ve ever said was to a waitress in a gentlemen’s club.
I ordered a Grey Goose and Vodka. The waitress gave me an odd look - asked if I was sure. I said of course - that’s my drink.
She brought the Grey Goose and Vodka - and the price was higher than my usual Grey Goose and tonic. I asked her what was going on. She told me that I ordered a vodka and vodka. I replied that only an idiot would order a drink like that!
Had one guy come up to me at the bar and the conversation went like this:
Him: You come here often?
Me: Yeah once in a while.
Him: So is it true? Can you fingerbang these bitches for $20?
Me: Uh pretty sure that's a question you should be asking the dancers.
"Your boyfriend must be so lucky." - I actually get that the most and I always say I'm single (I'm not lying), but I'm never believed.
"Do you what your tattoo means?" - I have an Ohm on my shoulder and Indian guys *always* literally grab me and basically molest me to ask about my tattoo. No, retard, I figured I'd get a religious/spiritual symbol on my back without any prior knowledge of it's meaning. (I always hate when they talk about my tattoo.)
"I don't want to dance, but can I get your number?" - me: "why the fuck do you think I'd give you my number if you have zero intentions to spend money on me?" Them: "I want to take you out." Me: "to the McDonald's dollar menu or dumpster diving? Fuck off." (That scenario is always the same, but may be worded differently.)
"I want bareback." - Good for you, bruh. Good luck and happy testing.
"Does dancing for me make you wet?"
"Can I write you a check for these dances?" - a girl at my club was accepting checks from a customer for a nice solid week until she got yelled at for it
"Buy me a drink." - the downtown Detroit crowd is full of lovely gentlemen.
"How can you have any fun up there?" - referring to the vips not having curtains. Me: "I make sure your time spent with me is still enjoyable (or you do realize not every customer comes in for extras, right?)" I give either or both responses based off of the potential customer's body language.
"Hey, can I get (insert drink order)." - Me: "Do I look like a waitress?"
I think the millennial men (mid twenties) think or assume dancers get free or discounted drinks. It's always someone who's in that age range that asks me.
All of the stadiums and concerts are downtown, so we get a long or ignorant suburbanites.
Well yes, otherwise known as hipsters, the people who post reviews on Yelp. The more they hate a club and say it is full of ROB's, then the better if probably is.
“a girl at my club was accepting checks from a customer for a nice solid week until she got yelled at for it”. Was that Nina? Didn’t she post a while back about taking a check from a guy?
I tend to not chat much with other mongers at the club besides the friends I'm there with, so I don't hear PLs say stupid shit but I do see them do stupid shit, for example:
-Saw a drunk ass bachelor party guy stumble and tumble down a full flight of granite-tiled stairs - ouch, not a soft landing.
-Saw an even drunker guy being forced by bouncer to clean puddle of his own urine (he'd walked into a room and pissed all over instead of heading for bathroom).
-Drunk guys sitting in chairs sleeping and snoring.
-Indian (dot, not feather) mongers grabbing stage pussy and getting slapped by dancer.
And here we have it, our own 3 stooges, Countryman, Cashman, and TheeOSU.
Chumps, getting separated from their money, missing what obviously goes on in strip clubs everywhere, and using their money to drive the women away from them.
TheeOSU - you are most likely correct. It seems that he does extensive internet research - but doesn’t actually go to clubs. He makes authoritative posts about things he’s never experienced.,
[Cool, the dancer and I just turned 21!!]
ME: I'll buy you a drink. What are you drinking?
HER: I only drink champagne.
ME: Two champagnes, plz --> [It's a real shit hole dive]
WAITRESS: Okay. Be right back.
HER: I'm getting champagne. La, la, la.
WAITRESS: Um, I guess champagne is only served by the whole bottle and it's like fifty bucks. The manager said to just charge you the price of two mixed drinks.
^^^I never had champagne before -- except at people's houses -- I thought maybe it was like wine where they can just re-cork the bottle. LOL
PL : “Damn girl! You look so good. I want you.”
Me: “Ooh, perfect! I want you too! Dances are only twenty each. Let’s go play!”
PL: “No, I meant to be mine. I don’t do dances”
Me: “But how am I supposed to get to know you without dances?”
PL: “I got a girl from Sugars, Men’s Club, and XTC already. I want you to be my Perfect 10 bitch.”
Me: “I’ll think about it.” -walks away-
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Me: “So you would like a dance then?”
Him: “Oh no, I don’t have any money for any dances. I just want go back there.”
*points to the VIP dance area*
Me: Well since you don’t have money for that, the floor one will be cheaper.”
Him: No, let’s just go back there.
Me: The club will kick you out if you go back there without a wristband.
Him: Nah. It will be all safe. I have a condom.
I have one favorite dancer who I visit exclusively to complain about my dating life. I'm sure she thinks I'm an idiot, but it's cheaper than therapy and she's cute and half-naked.
I had another dancer who developed a crush on me and used to get pissed off whenever I would point out other guys she could go make more money from. I never understood why that bothered her (she was always welcome to socialize for free, but I wasn't paying for her time).
I once passed up an OTC opportunity with a great-looking dancer because her invitation was vague and I prefer to be pursued (rather than the other way around).
1) You're to pretty for this why do you work here? (Because dumb fucks like you are giving this girl free money to be pretty with minimal effort on her part...so why wouldn't she work here?)
2) I can't believe you're BF let's you do this if I you were my girl you wouldn't be doing this (Ah yes, take away her means of income and self empowerment, while also letting her know you're low-key CONTROLLING!!!)
3) You only talk to me for my money (Well ya, you look like Fat Bastard of Austin Powers fame and have the personality of Lurch from the Addams Family)
I ordered a Grey Goose and Vodka. The waitress gave me an odd look - asked if I was sure. I said of course - that’s my drink.
She brought the Grey Goose and Vodka - and the price was higher than my usual Grey Goose and tonic. I asked her what was going on. She told me that I ordered a vodka and vodka. I replied that only an idiot would order a drink like that!
Then I paid her - and enjoyed my blended vodka.
“Oh you’re African? I’ve loved my time in Jamaica”
“You’re pretty for a black girl...and I’m not attracted to black girls”
“Does your dad know you do this” (does your wife know you’re here)
“You’re trying to hustle me aren’t you”
Him: You come here often?
Me: Yeah once in a while.
Him: So is it true? Can you fingerbang these bitches for $20?
Me: Uh pretty sure that's a question you should be asking the dancers.
"Do you what your tattoo means?" - I have an Ohm on my shoulder and Indian guys *always* literally grab me and basically molest me to ask about my tattoo. No, retard, I figured I'd get a religious/spiritual symbol on my back without any prior knowledge of it's meaning. (I always hate when they talk about my tattoo.)
"I don't want to dance, but can I get your number?" - me: "why the fuck do you think I'd give you my number if you have zero intentions to spend money on me?" Them: "I want to take you out." Me: "to the McDonald's dollar menu or dumpster diving? Fuck off." (That scenario is always the same, but may be worded differently.)
"I want bareback." - Good for you, bruh. Good luck and happy testing.
"Does dancing for me make you wet?"
"Can I write you a check for these dances?" - a girl at my club was accepting checks from a customer for a nice solid week until she got yelled at for it
"Buy me a drink." - the downtown Detroit crowd is full of lovely gentlemen.
"How can you have any fun up there?" - referring to the vips not having curtains. Me: "I make sure your time spent with me is still enjoyable (or you do realize not every customer comes in for extras, right?)" I give either or both responses based off of the potential customer's body language.
"Hey, can I get (insert drink order)." - Me: "Do I look like a waitress?"
"It's _____'s bachelor/birthday party!"
In our local clubs we sometimes have free lancing hookers, and they often say that.
But then sometimes the house dancers too. There are different real meanings.
SJG
All of the stadiums and concerts are downtown, so we get a long or ignorant suburbanites.
SJG
san_jose_guy - commonly referred to as SJG this forum member is usually mocked or ignored, his comments should NOT be taken in any way as legitimate
-Saw a drunk ass bachelor party guy stumble and tumble down a full flight of granite-tiled stairs - ouch, not a soft landing.
-Saw an even drunker guy being forced by bouncer to clean puddle of his own urine (he'd walked into a room and pissed all over instead of heading for bathroom).
-Drunk guys sitting in chairs sleeping and snoring.
-Indian (dot, not feather) mongers grabbing stage pussy and getting slapped by dancer.
What crazy shit have the rest of you seen?
I'm of the thought that the creep has "never" visited a strip club his experience is from reading what someone else wrote.
Chumps, getting separated from their money, missing what obviously goes on in strip clubs everywhere, and using their money to drive the women away from them.
SJG
That seemed pretty stupid.
If I am repeating something I have read, more often from this forum, then I make that clear.
SJG
ME: I'll buy you a drink. What are you drinking?
HER: I only drink champagne.
ME: Two champagnes, plz --> [It's a real shit hole dive]
WAITRESS: Okay. Be right back.
HER: I'm getting champagne. La, la, la.
WAITRESS: Um, I guess champagne is only served by the whole bottle and it's like fifty bucks. The manager said to just charge you the price of two mixed drinks.
^^^I never had champagne before -- except at people's houses -- I thought maybe it was like wine where they can just re-cork the bottle. LOL
“You’re too pretty to be a stripper!”
Also this (I’m not making this up):
PL : “Damn girl! You look so good. I want you.”
Me: “Ooh, perfect! I want you too! Dances are only twenty each. Let’s go play!”
PL: “No, I meant to be mine. I don’t do dances”
Me: “But how am I supposed to get to know you without dances?”
PL: “I got a girl from Sugars, Men’s Club, and XTC already. I want you to be my Perfect 10 bitch.”
Me: “I’ll think about it.” -walks away-