Comments by knight_errant (page 6)

You had me at "fat guy"

If you feel compelled to send a text, it should be something like this: Lori [or any other female name that isn't the DS'], Thanks for getting together with me last night after my schedule opened up on such short notice. Honestly, I never thought I would let go of $2,000 at one shot but I have to confess it is a bargain. I have practically shot a load a dozen times today just by letting my thoughts go to last night with you for more than a few seconds. You are incredible. Can't wait til Thursday ....you get the idea

^^^shailynn brilliant! Though I think someone is just as likely to lose/steal two pair of underwear as one. I suggest having underwear tattooed on.

That's like the word for wife/spouse and handcuffs (in Spanish "esposa(s)".

good one

This is SS. How much do you think it costs for a wardrobe to work as a mid-level manager someplace (who may not make as much as a stripper)?

Here, here! ^^^^ My point exactly. I thought the men's-room-wide-stanciness nature of his comment spoke for itself.

Spelling and grammar: it's the difference between knowing your shit and knowing you're shit.

James: I know they do. Shadow: The club can try dictate anything they want as long as they are not discriminating against you in violation of federal civil rights law and California anti-discrimination laws. You are always free to walk away.

California's Labor Code specifies that an employment relationship with no specified duration (ie, working without a contract setting the term of employment) is presumed to be employment “at-will.” This means, at least in theory, that the employer or employee may terminate the employment relationship at any time, with or without cause. Under employment at will, the employer can fire you if they don't like the way you brush your hair that morning.

That maybe I have a little booger that I missed when I caught my sneeze?

Thanks Papi- My review is, by my check just now, still showing under the Flight Club. https://www.tuscl.net/u-r.php?UID=206141 Maybe I put the first review I did (by phone which I don't use for tuscl usually) under the Landing Strip- my apologies to that club. The dancer rophied me at Flight Club. And, yes, I read Superdude's comments and reached out to him. Been clubbing regularly for 15 years and never ran up against this. Just want people to know and do whatever they will with the info. Steer clear gentlemen: thedirty.com/gossip/detroit/jetai-pippin/

Had a few days in Detroit that got blown because of a visit to the Flight Club. Stopped in at 4pm on Wednesday coming from the airport. Between 4-6:30pm got some nice dances, tipped the stage dancers nicely and had two vodka tonics. To the club's credit, not a watered down drink. But not a drink that made me drunk, certainly not at two over the course of 2.5 hours. Over the next hour I drink a bottle of water and meet Brandy (thedirty.com/gossip/detroit/jetai-pippin/) who essentially promises me the world, very convincingly. We go upstairs for a dance to see how it goes, and it goes hot and heavy quickly but she is happy taking all the time we want there (all the while she is working hard at negotiating some heavily priced OTC). She ducks out once because her name is called for the stage, and ducks out a second time to get us drinks. Yeah, I know, big mistake letting a dancer handle my drink--while the suspicion was there, the little head was doing more of the thinking. So at this point I am not drunk at all - having been 1.5 hours since my second drink of the day. But after two sips of the drink Brandy brought in, she wants to leave the club (with me) and I'm: okay. I notice once I'm out of the VIP booth (which are nice- comfortable oversized arm chair and heavy curtains affording good privacy) that I am missing a large sum of money, I ask the bouncer if I can go back in the booth and look, and I do with him and find nothing. Then the rest of the night is a TOTAL BLANK. From then 8:00pm until waking in my hotel room (which I hadn't even checked into yet) at 10:00AM the next morning (and I habitually wake at 5am!). My bags (which were in my rental car still parked at FC) are in the room and clothes are hung in the closet. The ice bucket bag is filled with empty hotel water bottle and coffee cups). I wake up in bed wearing my underwear. I try to retrace my steps, but like I said, the 14 hours are a total blank. Brandy (check the link for pics and details) apparently drove me from Flight Club AND THEIR VALET GAVE HER MY RENTAL CAR KEYS. I guess I am lucky the only thing she took was money (it was plenty but I've had bigger losses in the market...and much bigger gains for that matter- b!+(h ) Spoke to the clerk who checked me in, remembered me (and her)- checking in at 11:20PM. Where was I/we from 8-11?? WHo knows. Have texts from her giving me a whole line of BS. Had to get a ride out to FC to get my car. Spoke with the day manager who said I should have said something at the time the night before (but unfortunately the drug acted very quickly). Didn't seem to be bothered about giving my rental car keys to one of his dancers. Back at my hotel ( Greektown Casino), I met with the head of Casino Security and a Michigan State Police detective who happened to be around. Gave them what details I had, including her pic that she put on my phone and the link (above that I found). They'll look at the tapes. BFD. The MSP det. was familiar with FC and the VIP; described the booths to me, said he and a partner had "done some work there". Didn't care much about the extracurricular dancing but seemed interested in the rophie activity. Was suggested to me maybe other in the club were in on the activity or in the know about it. I don't know. Maybe this b!+(h photographed my license, my credit card, me in bed with a goat-- don't know. Bottom line: my recommendation is steer clear of this dancer, watch yourself very carefully at Flight Club or avoid altogether- that's your business. I read about this happening in Detroit (and other places) and have since heard about it from others. Thinking 'this won't ever happen to me' seems quite naive now. Be careful out there.

Lol, wound up sitting next to an off-duty USAIR flight attendant on my rebooked flight to DTW. Drinking and mongering in DTW. Peace out!

JS - can't get there from here (well, from home). I know the rule and usually play by it. USAIR has screwed me multiple times, so I just must look better than you ;-) Big man- thanks for the tip. Another time.

This ^^^

1. She probably moved to PDX because of a guy. 2. She probably stripped in SAN and may have never worked in a coffee shop (or maybe did when she was a teenager).

Here's a link that works across the Pond. And some eye beach. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=occ6sRYge6U

I feel sad. I need a lap dance to cheer me up.

Why not treat her the way you would treat others? What does "But this is the original DS" mean in this context? Sure tip her a couple of buck or talk to her or buy her a drink and a couple of dances. Torture yourself. If that's what you want. If you want to fuck something, set it free. If it returns, fuck it again; if it doesn't, fuck someone else.

@lopaw ("I used to do the same thing in regards to wanting to see the whole lineup before committing to any dances. But like ranukam mentioned, I missed out on some real great opportunities. No more. Now if a hottie approaches me immediately, like when I first sit down, I'm taking her to VIP. I'd rather regret wasting $20 on a bad dance instead of wondering "what if".) I agree. And I wonder what word the dancer spreads (or what other dancers watching wake of it) when you bow out with the "I just got here, I'm gonna have a beer first, get the lay of the land, etc." I suspect it depends on the club. At one I periodically frequent I know there is a dancer who will try to blacklist you with texts/chats to the other dancers if you don't say yes.

I'm with @twentyfive on the acquisition of info. If I am really interested I plant a RFID transponder in the back of her neck subdermally when we're making the beastwithtwobacks ITC and a GPS tracker on her car (check out the Spy Tec STI_GL300 Mini Portable Real Time GPS Tracker, usually on sale on Amazon for about $130). The microchip provides a lot more useful information than the car gps but for those of you that don't have the kind of money for this, feel free to keep quiet.

No time to read all the comments right now so I apologize if I am being repetitive of someone else but your story JS (and I feel for you) just goes to further solidify the ol' tuscl chestnut that they are ALL about the money. All of them. Every last DS one of them. Consider it a market correction. That's why it helps to have a diversified portfolio :)

Wonderwoman costume with a magic lasso that doesn't chafe.

What a numbskull. 1. Why do we have guns? To kill people. 2. His rambling hypothetical where you are faced with "a little note that says within the next sixty seconds one or more people are going to come into this room and kill you and your family" simply illustrates the premises numbnuts needs desperately to live under every second of his life to justify his position. And needs everyone to agree with him. Sheer sophistry: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ow2qCUO4JI4&list=PLtaxCFhLYsd9pFCqjowIHSQo8ZcrSVnNn&index=1