A real local yokel club
rickdugan
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I'll write a review of it later, but this is the type of shit I love to get out there and see. Seeing the local culture reflected in clubs and their customers remains one of the big reasons why I continue to enjoy travel clubbing so much.
A girl I spent some time and money with told me that she doesn't normally see any white collar guys in the club, which I believed. After spending some time in the town, I realized that I did not really fit in. This is a factory town, pure and simple. Even at the steakhouse I went to, I was dramatically overdressed. There were a lot of bearded dudes and a shit ton of denim, overalls and caps.
I'm just kicking myself that I didn't have one more night in town. The girl I sat with and got to know a bit sent me a late night text that I was not awake to respond to - I'll leave it at that. Fuck!
Anyone else have a story of local clubs and their local quirks that make road clubbing so enjoyable?
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Cornrows everywhere. And every one of them gave the stripper handshake introduction.
The customers were also local looking. Wife beater tee shirts on some. Gold chains and sneakers. Track suits. The ones getting open table dances were getting grinded on two way LDK style. When I saw that I knew the private areas would allow anything.
And the club itself was a mess. Everything worn out and permanently dirty looking.
Anyway we get a table and my buddy gets table dances with a 4 and since he's preoccupied I get hounded by just about every available stripper there.
My buddy knew I wasn't into it so we left after he got a handful of dances.
It was an interesting visit and I definitely experienced NYC ghetto clubbing that night.
^^^Me too. You love gloating here. It's so obvious.
Not remotely better. I talked to a few guys and even bought a pizza for the bar. These were good people with their own culture, which is what I liked about the experience.
Well, this rick got totally lost and the iPhone GPS does not work in hill country. I admit that the situation was partially my fault. I was drivin’ along with a rickarita in one hand and a gin rickey in the other and I almost crashed when my Tesla autopilot failed. Fortunately, my lion reflexes saved the day.
Anyhoo, to make a long story short (for all of the normies who want to live vicariously through our rickness) all I’ll add is that the next day I woke up in an alcoholic fog and I’m still not sure whether I fooled around with the one-toothed female hillbilly or her brother. Or both of them. Sometimes livin’ in an alcoholic fog isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Now where is my drivin’ whiskey? ROAR!!!
The toothbrush was invented in West Virginia
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If it had been invented anywhere else it would be called the teethbrush
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A. They don't charge family members.
This rick has a simple answer => We ricks are so cool that normies - non-ricks - simply can’t wrap their brains around how cool we are. I mean really, the dugan may be a damn dirty ape but he is also a rick so if you met him you would be all “that guy is so frickin’ cool” an just wanna be his friend and shit like that.
Now, what you have to understand is that the people in some parts of the world are capable of looking at a rick and not going insane. You know how you shouldn’t stare at a solar eclipse without using special polarized glasses (unless you’re a rick - if you’re a rick the sun polarizes its light for you). Anyhoo, people in some parts of the world have their (metaphorical) polarized glasses on all of the time. I call these metaphorical glasses “rick shades”. Wearers of the rick shades can look at a rick and, although they still understand that the rick is way cooler than they are, they don’t lose their minds. The folks in WV, bless their hearts, don’t have rick shades.
So the dugan is simply being polite because he is so cool that he’d warp the minds of the locals. But he doesn’t want to warp their mind because doing that would be uncool. So the dugan does what he did and comes out as like cool squared or some shit like that. I’m sure some mathematician somewhere is working on the theorem of infinite rick coolness but that is besides the point because we’re so frickin’ cool.
Capeesh? I’m sure you do. You seem like a good ape after all. Peace. ROAR!!
Icee Zebra, shut it or Imma go wildebeest on yo’ ass. ROAR!!!
On one trip I ventured out to the closest strip club which I believe is now closed. I’ve never felt so out of place in a club where everyone’s skin color was the same as mine.