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Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
Please provide us with the appropriate number of individuals with whom one should attend a strip club. I didn't know there were rules (except "no touching".... however, when touching is encouraged, it's like being able to lick a ribeye, but not take a bite).
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True story:
I used to go to strip clubs by myself, and I don't think it was creepy.
Back when I lived in DC and was a student, I resided in a number of apartments/houses over a number of years that were (a) in Georgetown or slightly north of it, proper; and (b) lacked washing machines/dryers. There was a laundrymat on Wisconsin Ave. north of G-town. Next door was a stripper bar-can't remember the name, but it was sleazy. Across the street was a stripper bar, Good Guys. I'd go do my laundry and while I was waiting for wash and dry cycles to cycle, I'd go watch the strippers and drink beer. And I got one to go home w/ me, albeit via an encounter in the laundrymat, she was doing her laundry between sets and a conversation about fabric softener led to another thing....
