Bucks Party on Saturday night has confirmed something I thought all along, and that is that strippers are among the DUMBEST possible humans on the planet. I mean... bat shit stupid.
So we had the pre-bucks drinks at a sports bar, then had the main event dinner and drinks nearby, and we're all pissed off our faces (within reason) and having a good time. The boys decide to hit a strip club. Now I'm not someone who goes to those joints but I thought why not on this one occasion.
There were probably around 10 dancers in this place. Most of them who were up dancing on the podium looked like they hated themselves and you kind of feel sorry for them.
Then you get the 3 that hung around us.....................
First one. She had a friendly nature, but I noticed she had tats on her thigh and around her arms. No big deal. I can't remember what I was saying to her, something like "Which one is your favorite" and... she showed me her back (which I hadn't seen at this point). COVERED IN TATS. I can't even remember what it was, but it's as if her entire back was the canvas for ONE particular type of tat. The others weren't that bad but that back one was. I just thought to myself... SERIOUSLY? It's so hideously sick, you can't even see it to appreciate it, and that's her favorite?" - whatever. Her body, her choice. No one really gave her any business.
The second one was actually nice. She was blonde, French, and hot as. No tatts. Now, being drunk, you don't realise this but she they dance in front of you and rub their body against you, you accidentally touch them (you're not meant to). And it happened with me, but this one said "It's forbidden to touch, but I'll let you" lol. Pretty funny. ANYWAY before the dance she said to me she doesn't know where else in Australia to go "Melbourne maybe?" - and I told her no. The weather is crap, and there is too much crime and protestors. She then said "Gold Coast?" and I said yes I think she'll like that. Beautiful girl, she had so much potential to be anything but a stripper.
The third one... fuck me dead, this one took that cake (as an idiot). So she asked me what type of dance I wanted. They charge differently. Umm... I can't touch, I can only look, it's all the same to me. She danced and blah blah blah times up. At the end of the dance she said "So do you have a tip for me?" - I FUCKEN JUST PAID THE ESTABLISHMENT $150 AND YOU GOT $100 OF THAT FOR 15 MINS OF DANCING AND YOU HAVE THE HIDE TO ASK ME FOR A FUCKING TIP??? She did not get one.
Needless to say we left the joint shortly after.
