Comments by mikeym (page 3)

@Kiwkikayla Take your stripper shit to http://www.stripperweb.com , you fat fuck. At this ripoff shit hole clip joint, the management pressures the smelly out of control hoes to sell the spaceship or VIP options by any means necessary. So the ROB bitches would straight out lie and make promises that they do not fulfill, and the thirty minutes or an hour would be cut short by the crooked bouncers or douche bag waitresses, the paid time would be spent by the ROBs fidgeting with her shoes or her panty hose, and the ROB bitches would say oh just lets "warm up" and not perform or seriously under perform. If the customer pressured the ROB to perform what was promised, the bouncers were summoned. In addition to being outrageous with prices, the soul stealing ripoff clip joint has more bouncers per club space than any other club because the sales tactic involves lying to the customer about agreed on services. This unethical practice of purposeful and deceitful lying has resulted in customers being roughed up by bouncers and dancers getting assaulted. That is why this worst of the industry soul stealing shit hole needs to be shut done and not remain open for the public health. THE PREMISE OF THIS FUCKING SHIT HOLE IS TO FLEECE THE CUSTOMERS, POTENTIALLY USE OR THREATEN VIOLENCE BY BOUNCERS, AND PUT THE DANCERS AT RISK BY PRESSURING THEM TO LIE TO UPSELL THE VIP. IT IS UNIQUE IN A BAD WAY THAT THE DANCERS AT THIS SHIT HOLE ARE SO OVERWHELMING ROBS AND DO NOT DELIVER UPON AGREED UPON SERVICES SO THIS HELL HOLE NEEDS TO BE SHUTTERED. Capisce, mets?

The blood provides good lubrication for fucking.

It all depends on if the bouncer ignores your penis. I suppose you could tie it up or put it under your leg. I wonder why men have to pay admission and women don't; it's like a penis tax. Maybe there is a unisex bathroom, and the concern is that women have to smell the stink ass of the men's bathroom.

Talk about the pot calling the kettle black. Papi's recent reviews were self-indulgent garbage in which his buddy 25 called him Tolstoy. The reviews read more like Tolstoy drunk on vodka, full of opioids, and at the end of his career. If you want to read the club details, go the club's page https://tuscl.net/listing.php?id=2670 . I pay an orderly to change my diaper. If you want the OP to wipe your ass and don't offer him money, try being nicer asshole.

Maybe Papi, 25, you, and I could meet up in the Southwest section of 8th Street and eat some Mofongo and Churrasco. I know I'm an old fogey but an oldie yet still a goodie is the world famous Versailles Restaurant.

Shit for brains is saying anything positive about this fucked up shit hole and trying to get others to lose their souls by fucking their lives over and going inside the ripoff hell hole. After all the advice to AVOID at all costs, anyone (customer, dancer, employee) who steps foot in this ripoff soul stealing clip joint full of ROBs and liars should consider committing themself to an insanity assylum. This represents what a club should not be- overpriced admission, no alcohol, pushy waitresses, incessant tip parade, ROB dancers, annoying AF DJs with more of a potty mouth than me, video cameras all over place, out of control bouncers hitting customers up for money, terrible customer service, lack of ethics management, ROB dancers who under deliver. Hopefully, some part of government that is interested in the public health of Tampa and other Floridians should shutter down and permanently condemn the clip joint.

So you're saying forget about the 3000 plus victims of the 9-11 terrorist attacks which were planned by 20 sicko terrorists who were plotting in the Tampa clubs. And you're saying forget about the customers and dancers who got assaulted largely because the management emphasized to dancers about selling a room even if you lie to the customers. And you're saying forget about the child who was the SVU victim of dancer Shzanna East and her accomplice. And you're saying forget about dancer Athena Bunny dying with a virus and probably spreading it to customers. And you're saying forget about the ripoff clip off joint contributing to over 600,000 Americans dying from Covid-19 and being the only strip club in the world open during April and May 2020 when a pandemic was ripping the world apart and later the management admitting in USA Today about the pandemic ravaging through the club. NO FUCKING CEASE FIRE MOTHERFUCKER. PISTOLA CAN GET ON HIS STUPID BRAINWASHED KNEES, PULL DOWN MIKEY'S DIAPERS, AND EAT MY 82 YEAR OLD SWAP BUTT AND GET FECAL MATTER STUCK IN HIS TEETH FOR SHILLING A RIPOFF SOUL STEALING CLIP JOINT. AND WHETHER HE IS IN FACT GAY LIKE HE ACTS, THE REST OF TIME HE WILL VICARIOUSLY SUCK MY ASS EVERY TIME AND EVERY DAY. HE COULD HAVE HAD FUN IN THE P COUNTIES AND GOTTEN A GIRLFRIEND LIKE MUDDY, BUT HE CHOSE TO BE A GRANDPA SWAMP ASS EATER WHO IS PERMANENTLY A SERVANT OF MIKEY'S INSANITY ASS YLUM.

Chocolate dough boy Pistola has a lot of courage coming out of the closet, shilling for the soul stealing ripoff tourist trap, and exploring his gay erotic side. Pretty clear that it has an obsession for mikey as his recent review of the shit hole clip joint mentioned me first so I must be on his mind. It also went to Oz in Clearwater tell me his fantasies: 1) Juice Bar- pistola would meet mikey at the stools and touch mikey's leg hair to re-enact his scene as a child when he touched biden's leg hair. 2) Cops and Robbers- pistola would pretend to pay melissa with a fake twenty dollar bill and then have mikey put his knee on his neck and get high from asphyxiation. 3) Pisser's Bathroom Troll- pistola would pretend to be the bathroom troll and beg mikey to kick him in the balls and ass. 4) Ultra Lounge Antics- pistola would rent the ultra lounge, tell the dancer to go to the dressing room, get on his knees, pull down mikey's pants and diapers and gag on mikey's dick, lick his sagging balls, and then turn him around and rim his ass. Pistola also let me know that he is used to the underwhelming services of the bottom of the barrel ripoff tourist trap so he would settle if mikey just took the magic wand 3050 and jammed it down his throat so he would stfu.

Big chocolate dough boy got a fun Saturday night ahead: He got some sugar in his belly and is headed out to Taco Bell to order some of them beef burritos. Then he gonna head home, turn on the Beyonce music, strip buck naked except for his Extra Extra Large shirt, and then dance around and do his fruity little tricks. He gonna suck the meat out of those burritos and leave the tortilla wrapping. Then he gonna wrap the tortillas up into two giant dildos. He gonna log on to his favorite web site as mo and talk to his boy friends soul kid klownhouse and minnow. After tipping the website all his money and telling his boyfriends how he took on mikey, he gonna take those flour tortilla dildos and DP himself- one in the mouth (soul kid) and one in the butt (minnow).

@pistola No you dumb fat chocolate fuck. At this ripoff shit hole clip joint, the management pressures the smelly out of control hoes to sell the spaceship or VIP options by any means necessary. So the ROB bitches would straight out lie and make promises that they do not fulfill, and the thirty minutes or an hour would be cut short by the crooked bouncers or douche bag waitresses, the paid time would be spent by the ROBs fidgeting with her shoes or her panty hose, and the ROB bitches would say oh just lets "warm up" and not perform or seriously under perform. If the customer pressured the ROB to perform what was promised, the bouncers were summoned. In addition to being outrageous with prices, the soul stealing ripoff clip joint has more bouncers per club space than any other club because the sales tactic involves lying to the customer about agreed on services. This unethical practice of purposeful and deceitful lying has resulted in customers being roughed up by bouncers and dancers getting assaulted. That is why this worst of the industry soul stealing shit hole needs to be shut done and not remain open for the public health. THE PREMISE OF THIS FUCKING SHIT HOLE IS TO FLEECE THE CUSTOMERS, POTENTIALLY USE OR THREATEN VIOLENCE BY BOUNCERS, AND PUT THE DANCERS AT RISK BY PRESSURING THEM TO LIE TO UPSELL THE VIP. IT IS UNIQUE IN A BAD WAY THAT THE DANCERS AT THIS SHIT HOLE ARE SO OVERWHELMING ROBS AND DO NOT DELIVER UPON AGREED UPON SERVICES SO THIS HELL HOLE NEEDS TO BE SHUTTERED. Capisce, mets?

I can go where I want but I choose not to go in that money robbing shit hole or Mons for that matter. When people refer to the good clubs in Tampa, they refer to the clubs in Ybor such as the Gold Club or the clubs in the P Counties as chocolate man called them- Clearwater and Pasco. Why I would pay $30 to enter a non-alcohol serving dump on a Monday night or any night for that matter where the tip parade is out of control, bouncers and cameras every where, and the dancers are ROBs who charge what they want, underperform almost every time, and lie? I have been at said shit hole multiple times and been robbed, harassed, and lied to by the dancers, staff, and management of this worst in the industry Klownhouse and Todd Trouse run clip joint. You would have to pay me to sit in those uncomfortable stools, listen to the Krusty the Klown DJ, and be bamboozled by those smelly out of control hoes. You've been cancelled from Tuscl, mets1986. Just like your sucky Mets will always be losers and deGrom will be an injury prone punk. If you issue a formal apology to the Tuscl community for writing this review, we can discuss reinstatement. But until then, Buckner got the ball and ran to first base and your story book ending has been deleted.

@gammanu95 I've known Papi since he moved here from Dallas since 2009. I took a liking to him since we are both Cubans and would recite Jose Marti poems to each other. We would drive from Miami up I-95 to Inner Room Cabaret and see who would get there faster and find a parking spot. Since I was in my 70s and Chulo in his 40s, the dancers would flock to him and discover that raging Papi Jr. was peaking out of his commando shorts. In addition to Tootsies, we met at black strip clubs Secrets (later known as Body Club), Take One, Black Diamonds, The Office, Trap Lounge, Lexxx, Mint, and Cocos. I've seen PC at a club in Tampa and at Follies in Atlanta. Even though I haven't seen him in over two years, one thing I know for sure is that he likes big natural boobs: white ones for drinking leche and chocolate ones for cortaditos. Maybe he likes plastic butts to grind on Papi Jr. as I know a lot of the Cubana dancers have those?

@gammanu95 I believe Papi will answer your question later. Since he used to be my wingman at Tootsie's, Body Shop, and Club Lexxx, I can say we both enjoy Cubanas and chocolates with big natural boobies, not enhancements. Compared to the Cubanas at Tootsie's, more of the Cubanas at Diamond Dolls tend to have boob jobs, and they have also always been a bit too many mechanical and transactional for our tastes.

At the clubs in Ybor (The Gold Club) and in P Counties, this chocolate version of minnow likely follows me into the pisser, gets on his knees, and tries to lick the shit out of my ass. This fat fudgiscle has been ruining his life by frequenting this ripoff tourist trap shit hole since the mid 2010s when DJ Hollywood was spinning a sign outside in 100 weather, skinny Chris (not Krusty the Klown Chris) was the day time manager and DJ before Phil was flying around in his cape, and Brialyland was the smelly waitress dispensing non alcoholic beverages and rude commentary. This chocolate turd sat at the stage and tipped the bloated belly, fishy coochie smellies on stage, and acted like he was an OG. Likely got a dance with dancer Shzanna East before arrest for sex crime against child. Presumably logged in as Mo 1234 (later shortened by his boyfriend Yoshi) so he could chat with soul pedo and flirt with minnow over their fave boy toy (the hair cutter Charlie) and drool over their love interests- the morbidly obese house mom and Melissa. And it wouldn't be a complete chat over the soul stealing, avoid at all cost clip joint without shanny chiming in, claiming he didn't give me a handy at Hush, and proclaiming that he is the mayor when he ain't shit.

#fakenews. There are 8 billion people in the world. Dude, you used to post some interesting stuff about strip clubs. Ever since Trump, you've been pretty fucked up. Please step outside, go to some strip clubs and have some fun with T&A (titties and ass). Maybe hit up scrub and he'll invite you over for one of his famous pool parties.

Minnow is a lying sack of shit who has a long friendship with the orange teeth, bald General Manager of the ripoff tourist hell hole Todd Trouse. Some have speculated that they are gay lovers so anything Minnow wrote about the ripoff hell hole should be ignored and, frankly, deleted from Tuscl. Admission including a non-alcoholic drink is $30 even if you go in a Monday or Tuesday night with three ugly ROBs there to steal. The fat slob waitresses and bouncers then ask for tips to sit in rock hard seats and watch fish pussy smelly pot belly slobs dancers. DJ Krusty the Klown begging for tips for the slobs on stage and then threatens the customers with the bouncers if person does not tip. Dance area is monitored by cameras and bouncers who charge $6 per song for an air dance in which the fish smelly koochie will start in the middle of the song and charge whatever she wants $50 for less than three minutes of worst moments in existence with no posted prices and no control from managers. I have been to and reviewed almost every club in Florida from Key West to Pensacola and this hell hole rip off tourist trap is the WORST OF THE THE WORST SHIT WHERE YOU WILL BE CONVERTED INTO A SOUL LESS PILE OF SHIT IF YOU STEP INSIDE. AVOID.

I am the senior most member of this website. If I say ban the club and ban minnow, then it should be done. I call on all credits that minnow has received for reviewing the ripoff tourist trap to be permanently and irrevocably revoked. I hope that minnow will achieve catharsis by swimming in the water and make the wise decision to condemn his own actions to promote a club in which he has a stake (friendship with club's general manager Todd Trouse). BlondeRX. No reviews means no credibility. $30 for a Monday night admission and water with "3-4 dancers on shift." $50 for a 3 minute dance plus $6 to a bouncer troll watching it. Cameras and bouncers every where. Greedy waitresses, smelly, beer belly, ROB entertainers, bathroom troll, repeated stories of customers treated like shit. Papi. Not worth asking questions. This rip off tourist trap is even worse than the Key West Gentleman Club or what Pensacola clubs are putting out these days. This is BOTTOM OF THE BARREL AVOID AT ALL COSTS HELL HOLE.

@scrub or meat Do you think it it's a pump and dump?

WTF is the edit button? I also wanted to tell gammanu95, tetradon, and theeosu to go suck a lemon.

@25 When you're in your eighties, there is no long term. Remember when we used to eat at Rascal House on Collins Avenue and Crab House on 79th Street and would get a nice 8 course meal for $5, but now they're no more.

I could wax poetically how back in the 80s I used to get an 8 course meal with 25 at Crab House or Rascal House for $5. I wonder how much that deal would run nowadays. Alas, my typical meals now of fruit cup and tapioca pudding have stayed steady in pricing- same with adult diapers.

Ok scrub calls off the boycott. I change my adjudication to approved.

@monger the booths are typical of Pink Pony or Mardi Gras but less mileage than Oasis or Tattletales. After eating shrimp cocktail, tuna tartare, and foie gras with Minnow at Bern’s Steakhouse, I pulled up to Mons around 9ish which I sensed was a bit too early based on the sparsely populated parking lot, but Minnow claimed it was a sweet spot since we would catch the end of day shift and the beginning of night shift. I was greeted by a middle-aged woman who stamped my hand and requested a $22 entry fee. I soon met Minnow again, and we decided to sit at the stage and were greeted on stage by an eclectic mix of vixens in their 20s and early 30s, with mostly a slender bent, who were showing off everything. When minnow went to the booths with Kiki, I paid $60 for a fifteen- minute room and agreed to pre-pay $150 to a booth with Melody. When we got to the room, Melody was slow to undress. She began doing a nice little dance about a foot away from my face. About ten minutes into the dance, Melody blew hot air on the crotch area of my pants. She didn’t want to look into my eyes and was probably sickened by my wrinkled face that shows the wear and tear of a Vegas crack whore whose looks have withered away. She then hopped on my lap backwards so she didn’t have to look at my face. After a minute or so of having this southern gal’s sweet 170-pound frame rub her sweaty ass on my pants that was housing a raging croqueta de jamon, I could not stand it anymore. I had abstained from masturbating for two months, and the cum need to come out! I had an orgasmic explosion that resulted in me soaking the front of my pants and my pants’ legs. Melody must have felt the moisture on her plump flat ass. She jumped up and said she was not expecting that. After a departing repartee with minnow, I adjourned to the parking lot and sang Guajira Guantanamera.

@electronman Some nice footsies with rip vap winkle before my former wing man went to the booths with kiki.