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@From978 ", after the bot who's posting ads in vietnamese " Thanks for posting that. I'm in Saigon and when I saw that I said "WTF". I couldn't imagine what was up, but I'm glad it was just some random coincidence and I can go back to being my normal paranoid self..

I was in the States last week and went to a Hooters. I can honestly say that NONE of the roughly 10 girls working could have ever been hired as a Hooters girl 10 - 20 years ago. Mostly due to being fat but generally all were less than attractive. The business model seems to be dead in the States. Since my last visit a Hooters and Tilted Kilt that I've know have gone out of business. I blame it on the ever decreasing level of testosterone in the male population. Soy boys galore. I imagine this crosses over into strip club world as well. On the positive front, I still like dropping into Hooters in various Asian and Latin American countries as they still have hiring standards as far as looks go.

I added Queens club to TUSCL and wrote a review a while back. I did so specifically because Mexico City is such a shit place as far as clubbing goes and I believe my review will answer your question if you care to read it. Queens is not a destination but if you are stuck in the crime ridden and air polluted city and just have to see a somewhat naked woman then it is what it is. Don't be misled when you hear "The Zona Rosa", unless you are a homosexual. That's all that need to be said about that.

She sings like a GOAT. Not the "greatest of all time" kind of goat but like a four-legged nanny goat.

When your homie tells you there’s a ton of women at the club, but when you get there you see this. https://media.scored.co/post/QoR2QbPhGicP.png No obesity is not attractive and neither are any of its synonyms: thick, curvy, plus-sized etc. Not only is it unattractive but it is extremely unhealthy. The universal truth is calories in vs. calories burned. If you want to lose weight, eat less. And the genetic truth does exist when it comes to metabolism. Some people have a slower metabolism than others. You know what that means? It means your body is more efficient and you need LESS calories than the normal size person standing next to you so eat even LESS. Or not. Up to you but don’t lie about it. Everyone knows the truth anyway so there is no need.

Many decades ago I gave a gift certificate for a massage at a day spa to a 19 y/o college student/stripper for Valentines Day just because. She had never had a massage before so I was of course curious if she enjoyed the experience. She said she loved the massage but it was really weird at the spa because there were a bunch of “older” ladies all walking around naked. I found that to be quite amusing.

@misterorange, see link @mogul1985 as you desire https://twitter.com/JebraFaushay/status/1691990047916950009 joking

Little Johnny asked for a bike for his birthday. His dad said: “We’d get you one but our mortgage is $80,000 and your mom has lost her job.” Next day little Johnny walked out with his suitcase packed, his dad asks: “Where are you going son?” Little Johnny replied: “I walked past your room last night and heard you tell mom you were pulling out, then I heard mom tell you to wait coz she was coming too, I’m not staying here on my own with an $80,000 mortgage and no bike!”

Asking for a gift is a breach of accepted etiquette any time as well as being extremely low class. My advice is to tell her that you’ve already given her a gift but didn’t know how to break the news. Then tell her that syphilis is curable if treated early and she should see her gynecologist soon. And she may want to take her girl friend along with her.

@nicespice Always pleased and a bit surprised to see you still here when I drop in. My question to you is how do your dances compare to your post? Depending on your answer maybe I’ll finally make an effort to find out. lol

An odd thread for me to comment on as I have no interest in “strip club clothing”. I dress for function and as far as belts go, I mostly use belts designed for travel. I have several of varying brands but this is the one I mostly wear.: https://pacsafe.com/collections/wallets/products/cashsafe-anti-theft-travel-wallet-belt It has no metal so no need to strip down at airports and while I rarely use the money belt aspect it is nice to have. Germaine to this post it is a cinch belt so it always fits perfectly. The “buckle” is a small smooth plastic piece that cinches down and has never failed. It can be opened with a quick flick of the finger. I’m sure it won’t irritate your overhanging belly fat. For pants take a look at Kuhl brand. They have several styles and colors. They are light weight, smooth to the touch, thin and amazingly durable. Good enough appearance to pass for business casual.

Do some women lose interest in sex as they get married/older? Yes, and so do some men. But surprise, surprise some women and some men don’t lose interest. As far as my own anecdotal experience, recent divorcees are hot to trot. Quite possibly because they weren’t having sex at all with their ex while hating his ass during the divorce process. Their devil may care sexual behavior seems to wane after a while based on my experience. Now IME married women cheating on their husband are a different story. I’ve been lied to by numerous women who told me they weren’t or were no longer married. They were all horny as all get up and did not seem interested in ever stopping getting fucked by someone not their husband. I was seduced by an RN in California who was 52 at the time we started our four year adventure. I had business that required my presence about every six weeks. For a week to ten days each month she would come to my hotel after her shift and we would fuck and suck many more times than I would have ever thought possible. She would go home and be back at 4 in the morning with coffee. We would fuck once or twice before she had to go to work. She was literally insatiable. She had told me she was separated and her husband had moved out. I came to strongly doubt that. In four years time she only spent the entire night one time and while she didn’t mind being seen with me away from her city she was adamant that we not be seen together locally. I often suspected her husband was listening in on our phone calls. I don’t know if he was a cuck or what the real story was. I called it quits after seriously becoming tired of being her sex toy. She was not happy. So no, not all women lose interest but as others have alluded to, they may lose interest in their mate.

@wallanon. Not to out do you but I must. I fucked a girl (another waitress in a club it turns out) who had seven kids. Yes SEVEN!!! No twins. No husbands. Being a smart-ass, I asked her “How did that happen?” Her straight up deadpan reply “I like to fuck.” We fucked on two more occasions when I threw in the towel after she kept pushing for me to meet her children. To her and my credit the sex was some of the best I’ve had. Practice makes perfect.

"to LOVE a woman" Now hold on there. That was totally uncalled for. lolololol

@Puddy Tat "Come to think of that, a lot of civvies do that too." Yes, yes they do. Women, you can't live with them, something, something, blah blah blah.

Oh, I know… My stripper fantasy would be that she and her entire extended family never have another life-threatening emergency. I’ve never known anyone with worse luck than her. Always another emergency keeping her poor and in desperate need of money. lololololol

Three bulls heard the rancher was bringing another bull onto the ranch. First Bull: “I’ve been here five years. I’m not giving this new bull any of my 100 cows.” Second Bull: “I’ve been here three years, and have earned my right to 50 cows. I’m keeping all my cows.” Third Bull: “I’ve been here a year, and so far, you guys have only let me have 10 cows. I may not be as big as you fellows, but I’m keeping all 10 of my cows.” Just then an 18-wheeler pulls up in the pasture, carrying the biggest bull they’ve ever seen. At 4,700 pounds, each step he takes strains the steel ramp. First Bull: “I think I can spare a few cows for our new friend.” Second Bull: “I actually have too many cows to take care of. I can spare a few. I’m certainly not looking for an argument.” They look over at the third bull, and find him pawing the dirt, shaking his horns and snorting. First Bull: “Son, don’t be foolish, let him have some of your cows, and live to tell about it.” Third Bull: “Hell, he can have all my cows. I’m just making sure he knows I’m a bull.”

You should definitely be worried. It’s only getting worse but you should not give up. Limit your exposure everywhere and every way possible. I would never let a club scan my ID or use a credit card/ATM but there are other places that you may not be as free to just walk away from. Get yourself a passport ID card to go along with your passport. The cards are only meant to ease crossing the Canadian and Mexican borders but they are in fact official US government identification cards. The only information on the card is your name and date of birth plus your photo and passport number. It’s not a solution but as I said always try to limit your exposure.

“since I guess it is pretty obvious that I don't speak Spanish.” Why would it be obvious before she spoke to you? Maybe a topic for a different thread. Anyways back to the topic, I don’t give a fuck and never have. I was recently keeping company with (shit I’m old) a particular stripper. I went to where she worked to see her (why do they rob banks, cause that’s where the money is – well not anymore but I digress). Anyways this girl was working in a Hells Angels bar and then switched to a loud Miami vibe deeply black club. Of course, I followed her even though I didn’t much care for either club by themselves. The owners of both clubs bought me drinks and spent time socializing with me no doubt trying to figure me out. I’m simply a monger doing mongering things. The only time that I came a little close to having a problem was years ago when a bartender informed me that the outlaw bikers that occupied a bar which was attached to a strip club had been giving me the stink eye. He told them that I was only there chasing a particular piece of tail. The girl was kind of like their little sister and until she told them to fuck-off I was still suspect. Afterward we all sang Kumbaya (fuck I’m old).

^^^ I don't know where my mind is these days. Well actually it's in the gutter but I digress. You can buy Azithromycin over the counter without a prescription at any farmacia in Mexico. Unlike the standard 250 mg dose in the States, you will almost certainly get 500mg tablets. Take one 500mg tablet each day for three days. If that doesn't fix you up, go to a doctor. Disclaimer: This is not medical advice, just something I over heard at Home Depot or Starbucks or somewhere.

You're not going to die. At least not from criminals unless you do something stupid like trying to resist. Petty crime, pick-pocketing and strong armed robbery are real concerns but you are more likely to be ripped off by taxi drivers. In fact almost a guaranteed event. Respiratory infection from the unbelievably bad air pollution is a bigger threat. Take a mask if you think it will help but take along some Azithromycin if you are really going to be in the city for a month. You'll be glad you did when you're coughing up a lung from pneumonia. And taking some eye drops if you suffer from eye irritation would also be a good idea. And go to the Cafe de Tacuba. At least you'll eat well in a nice authentic old Mexico restaurant. Buen provecho.

@jackslash I don’t have any current SC info but you can refer to my review of Queens for a starting point. CDMX has never been my favorite and it has a horrible SC scene on top of everything else. The air pollution is the major danger there. I get ill every time I have to visit and I almost never get ill anywhere else in the world. I personally could not survive for a month in the city (LITERALLY). Myself, I stay in Reforma which has all the homo places and can be horribly loud at night so ask for a room away from the noise. The advantage of Reforma is that it is pretty damn safe and the sex shop/industry may lead you to something worthwhile. Oh yeah, "no homo". That's what I'm supposed to say, right?

“I thin [sic] you would actually be amazed at how the dancers act when a guy has money.” Oh, I know how a dancer behaves when a guy has money. That’s why you should never flash cash or let it be known that the bulge in your pocket is anything but your manhood. You’re setting yourself up to be taken advantage of in so many different ways. Always fly under the radar… That was actually my second observation from your true story. The first is you went in reeking of desperation. In the real world all women can sense desperation which is why so many guys can’t get laid even in a whore house. Sorry but try as you might, there is no way to not be desperate when that’s what you are. Lastly some advice from my real life experience. Sitting with a favorite in a club in the States we were approached and interrupted by three visiting French tourists. They matter of fact asked who to talk to about getting laid thinking the club was a whore house as well as just a strip club. Without missing a beat my sweet young companion told them they couldn’t do that in here but to go to a building down the street and they would find what they were looking for. As I stared at my girl next door college student in surprised disbelief that she would know such a thing, she looked at me and said “what?”. So, the take away advice I’d give you is to start practicing a fake French accent and see how it goes.

@Hank Moody. I have always been of the philosophy that “tomorrow we may die” and it has always frustrated me when other people or institutions or governments or society made me wait to live my life to the fullest. If I had a grandson, I would give him advice to avoid waiting. There is a passage from a Polish author whose name eludes me but he was describing a desolate place the he was passing through. It was wind swept and cold empty space like in Eastern Europe where a border guard had stood watch waiting for something. Maybe he was waiting for an enemy. He wasn’t sure but he knew he was waiting there for something. After years and years of waiting for that enemy who never came, he put a bullet through his brains out of pure boredom. So, to that grandson of mine that I hope doesn’t exist, I would tell him not to live a wasted life always waiting for something. YOLO.

@sinclair. That has been my experience exactly. It does not excite me at all.