Comments by farmerart (page 14)

'Cat Scratch Fever'??........never heard the tune. I would hope that it is martial and triumphal music. farmerart deserves that sort of music to announce his entrance into a club. Music such as: The Ride Of The Valkyries Scotland The Brave (Bagpipes of the Royal Tank Regiment) Carmen (Overture)

A couple of the local farm wives have made it their mission to find a wife for me. At any of the local functions that I may attend - fundraisers, church suppers, sports day, etc. - I am always introduced to some pathetic, lonely lady of the 50ish persuasion. My oath! What do my neighbours think of me if they think that these loser ladies are perfect for me?

Extras in Alberta SCs are as common as 3-legged ostriches. It sure doesn't stop dancers from making decent coin in my beloved Alberta clubs. I once had a long conversation with a touring Toronto dancer working at the Rig Pig club in Nisku ( a club with stage dances only, no private dances whatsoever). This dancer normally worked one of the Mississauga FS pus buckets. She told me that she made more money in 1 week at the Rig Pig doing 5 stage sets per day than she did in 1 month of HJs and BJs in her regular Mississauga pus bucket. Who knows?..........but I sort of believe her. I once spent an entire evening in the old Rig Pig with a well-refreshed crew. During the horrid loonie/toonie toss for each dancer my 7 guys probably each tossed $15-$20 in loonies/toonies at the glistening vajayjays. The joint was packed that night with scores of other drunks tossing coins at the girls. Each dancer easily picked up $300/$400 for each dance set that I saw that evening. Do the arithmetic.

300%

You seem to have this fatal fascination with the role of the avuncular mentor. Why not just concentrate on the role of the disgusting aging horndog? I continue to worry about the state of your psyche, steve. Sheesh.

I watched one of the lame PBS documentaries last evening..........very interesting.

They always remember my Benjies.

Why the hell do you need all these Apple products?.......or tablets?........Kindles? I get along just swell with my Blackberry for all corporate shit, a simple cell phone for my personal mobile communication, and my laptop for internet play. At home on the farm virtually all phone communication is done via land line. In fact, in my machine shop I have an old rotary dial phone that must be close to 70 years old; damn thing works just fine. I am also quite content with Canada Post's good old fashioned snail mail for much of my communication needs. As someone noted earlier in this thread: the triumph of marketing over actual need.

@mikeya02, The only rats in Alberta are the two-legged variety and there is no profit for me in shooting that variety of rat. Alberta actually spends a fair bit of money to keep the province rat free. Any infestation along the eastern or southern border is dealt with promptly and with 'extreme prejudice'. The bitter cold of the north and the Rocky Mountains to the west are effective barriers to rat migrations. I don't think that any other land locked area of North America makes this same 'rat free' claim.

In my dreams.

Sorry to say, SuperDude, but you suffer from a surfeit of politeness. I don't suffer from that affliction and I have a loud, forceful voice. 'Go Away!' uttered in my own fashion seems to work for me when I'm confronted with this situation.

Fresh garden produce - tomatoes, potatoes, carrots, cabbage, corn. Hockey exhibition games started on the past weekend.

Numerous people have responded with the 'supply and demand' comment. Amen. Remember also that we are all gifted with free will and that we are spending our discretionary dollars in strip clubs. We are all entitled to have buyer's remorse at any time but no naked stripper has ever been wriggling on my lap holding a gun to my head demanding extortionate fees for the lap dances.

@gawker, I am coming around to your position. I am of similar age to you and I just had a stark encounter with my own mortality. On one of our Hawaiian vacations together I had a moment of bareback 'slippage' with Toronto sweetie. It was fabulous, of course, but I worried for months after about picking up a nasty from her. 6 months of testing alleviated the mental stress of STD worrying. That stress is nothing compared to the recent stress that I have experienced. If I ever find a replacement for Toronto sweetie I will give bareback much serious consideration.

Stockholm, Goteborg, Uppsala, Malmo, Ystad, or any other Swedish city. Monaco, St. Tropez, Cannes, Cap d'Antibes, Saint-Rafael are all prime spots for hotties on the Cote d'Azur but most of them are smug, dim-witted Eurotrash and pale in comparison to the wholesome gorgeousness of Swedes.

I don't know beans about Twilight Zone but I just spent the better part of a day of my convalescence watching all episodes of an old British series from the 1960s called The Prisoner. My brother has been ragging me for years to watch this series. I am glad that I did; it is a stunning series with great acting and a fantastic setting. Just this summer I visited the village where much of the series was shot, Port Meirion in Wales so the series echoed in my mind with that recent visit. The Prisoner brought the works of Franz Kafka to my mind. Gregor Samsa in Metamorphosis or K in The Trial could easily be interchanged with Number 6.

@londonguy, I just had a toasted bacon sarnie for my breakfast; no brown sauce (that stuff is crap).

Lovely ladies in my line of work??.............HAH! Mostly big burly guys in greasy clothes, hard hats, and safety boots.

shadowcat is right. Almost all Alberta strip clubs use 'talent' agencies for dancer staffing. Gigs for the dancers are 1-2 weeks in each club. A dancer may circulate through the 3 Calgary clubs doing 2 weeks at each club and then make the small town tour before going on the the Edmonton clubs. I know of 2 Alberta clubs that do not use agencies for dancer staffing. One of those clubs, Chez Pierre in Edmonton, has one dancer who claims to have dances at the old club for 20 years. From her face and body, I believe her claim.

Makes no diff to me, but I will never do a review for any of the western Canadian massage parlours that I visit.

@motorhead, Beat Juice? You exceed yourself. Classic, sir, absolutely classic.

Agents for dancers working at Flight Club or Penthouse in Detroit? Wouldn't the more proper word be..........pimp?

I'll stick to the bacon part of motorhead's topic. Bacon is something that we Canadians know about. Cripes, you Yanks even call the stuff Canadian bacon. In Canada we call that variety of bacon - back bacon. The variety of streaky fat bacon is called side bacon in Canada. There is a guy in my area who raises Berkshire hogs and makes the most incredible bacon out of the loins of those lovely pigs. He also makes delightful sausages and hams but the bacon is his star product. I could live on bacon sarnies made from his bacon.

This is a marathon of TV shows all about O.J.?

In those decades I wouldn't have known a strip club from a drill bit.