dj_bigbird: What tips for strippers might look like

Throwing loonies is more fun.

I think its wrong that the amount of the tip is directly tied to what you eat.

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I only tip the stripper if she cries during the lap dance.

I always liked to make little origami swans with my ones.

Depends if it's bareback. cim?

Having been a floor manager and doorman for a popular New Orleans strip club, I can safely say that strippers are the scum of the earth.

Tipping a stripper is the equivalent of buying cocaine in $1 bills and letting some skank snort it.

My thoughts on working at a strip club:

At first, I was thinking about how awesome it would be. Hot naked girls, cocaine everywhere, free drinks, and lots of cash moving around.

Turns out all those things are pretty terrible in a work environment. Well, maybe not the girls.

BTW, we used to have a girl that stripped on Sunday afternoons named Candy. She was 8 months pregnant when I quit. It was gross to watch old guys single her out and buy dances.

Oh, let me add a protip:

If there are shot girls in the strip club, they are usually girls who are waiting in line to become dancers. They will usually do anything for any amount of cash, and can hook you up with shots.

Stopped going to strip clubs years ago, not because I don't like live naked women dancing, but because I feel like I am being conned.

She also goes by Arraina Summers, for her modeling career. I've seen better (new window).

fearmongert: I only tip the stripper if she cries during the lap dance.

Definitely! It's so much better that way.

rev. dave: Stopped going to strip clubs years ago, not because I don't like live naked women dancing, but because I feel like I am being conned.

It is a con, granted, a fun con, but still a con. A lot of guys get suckered into it all, believing the girls when they say they're just working their way through college. Although there are always the rare ones that actually are doing that, but they don't keep stripping very long. Good work, if the girl can keep her head on straight.

Strippers? I only give them Sacagaweas and Susan B. Anthonys. Makes things interesting.

LectertheChef: rev. dave: Stopped going to strip clubs years ago, not because I don't like live naked women dancing, but because I feel like I am being conned.

It is a con, granted, a fun con, but still a con. A lot of guys get suckered into it all, believing the girls when they say they're just working their way through college. Although there are always the rare ones that actually are doing that, but they don't keep stripping very long. Good work, if the girl can keep her head on straight.

As near as I can tell University of Texas at Arlington is actually entirely attended by Dallas area strippers.

ionember: I always liked to make little origami swans with my ones.



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snocone: Wants a tip.

Tip: stop doing 'roids

I know of exactly one stripper who actually beat the odds and graduated from college, she ended up being an airline stewardess anyway.

What a stripper hungry for tips might look like.

Kanemano: I know of exactly one stripper who actually beat the odds and graduated from college, she ended up being an airline stewardess anyway.

That reminds me of a movie I saw...

Men in strip clubs are fools, why pay good money for what women give for free.

Stripping isn't a job, stripping is something lazy women do instead of a job.

/cudos for actually going to college though

Kanemano: I know of exactly one stripper who actually beat the odds and graduated from college, she ended up being an airline stewardess anyway.

I think I remember Taylor Rain originally wanted to become a flight attendant. I for one am glad she didn't follow through with that.

fearmongert: I only tip the stripper if she cries during the lap dance.

I just had a drunk stripper pass out in my lap in vegas so i'm getting a kick..

//cool story bro i know.

pelzar: I can safely say that strippers are the scum of the earth

so, in reality we're tipping cows ...

It would appear, I missunderstood the nature of the "tipping."

fearmongert: I only tip the stripper if she cries during the lap dance.

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fearmongert: I only tip the stripper if she cries during the lap dance.

EVIL!

pelzar: Having been a floor manager and doorman for a popular New Orleans strip club, I can safely say that strippers are the scum of the earth.

Tipping a stripper is the equivalent of buying cocaine in $1 bills and letting some skank snort it.



I fail to see why anyone would have a problem with this.

Bought herself a Grand Marquis... I wonder if.... yep.

My only super power (so far...) is that I can go to a strip club and almost every time get a girl to sit with me, or on my lap for free for hours. Usually free dances, and end up with real phone numbers and names. It's nice simply because it makes it not expensive. Well and because hey, free tits.

No idea how or why, but I try not to question it. And yes, I'm very upfront that it's for free. It's not where I just think it's going to be free...

Why would a man pay a woman to give him blue balls?

Especially if there's no touching, at which point you might as well watch HD porn.

Be nice to sex workers, if you are of a mind to partake. Unlike most other women they respond straightforwardly to kindness and consideration (because, of course, they don't think you're just being nice to get them in the sack).

That said, stay out of tittybars. It's a pathetic scene, dozens of lumpy dudes chucking money at some unobtainable nekkid chick like moths beating themselves to death at a lamp. If you don't tip, you're unwelcome; if you do, you're spending your entertainment dollar in the most inefficient way possible. For the price of a few nights at the bar you could hire a pretty girl all to yourself. Turn on your favorite music and make her dance on your coffee table and pelt her little butt with Star Wars action figures if that's what turns you on. You can drink a beer while you do it, you don't have moody Uncle Fester types looking on, and you get to bang her afterward.

(Leaning back, lighting up Dad Pipe...)

I could afford it once a week when I was working maintenance, and and you can too, son. Save your money for girls who make you feel good. Why, it's how I met your mother...

Cherry! Hon, come in here and show Davy your tramp stamp...

The best job I ever had was driving strippers while I was in collage.
I'd pick them up, drive them from bachelor party to private show to birthday party, and stand close by to make sure that whatever happened was consensual. This was before the economic downturn, and in the Bay Area so the money was great. The girls all had... problems, I mean none of them were what I would consider marriage material, but they were almost always nice, and I'm still friends with a few of them.

Nowadays I understand the competition is cutthroat, with many new, unprofessional girls dancing to make ends meet. So I can't give advice on how much money you should plan to spend on your stripper for your buddy's last night as a single man (in 2001-2006 you would expect to pay $500 to get a top of the line girl to walk in the door for an hour, and you'd better have your friends cough up at least that much in tips if you wanted her to stay).

What I know is still true is that time is money for these girls, they have rent to pay, diapers and formula to buy, and a moderate-to-severe drug habit to feed. Unless it's 2am on a Thursday, she has at least one more gig to get to, and as soon as the money dries up she'll be out the door. How often do you have a stripper over? Go all out and keep showering her with singles until you run out. You only get married three or four times in a lifetime.

One last thing. If you're a group of white guys who's median age is under thirty, you need a designated babysitter to keep your drunk friends in line. All of the minority groups policed each other - I only ever had to fight, get shot at, and carry my girl out of a party while running for my our lives from a party of young, entitled white guys.

LectertheChef: She also goes by Arraina Summers, for her modeling career. I've seen better (new window).

What do you expect? A girl named Quansa ("a brunette") working in a strip club in DC. The article mentions a manager at another club who said 2-3 girls usually show up, sometimes five.

Five whole dancers at a strip club? I've never been to a strip club in DC. I don't think I want to. One of the diviest strip clubs I used to go to would have at least 5 strippers at noon on a Saturday and by the time I would leave there would be more. I can't even think of the name of that club or the one next to it anymore but I sure met some friendly girls there and they all looked better than Quansa.

rev. dave: Stopped going to strip clubs years ago, not because I don't like live naked women dancing, but because I feel like I am being conned.

I agree, other Dave.

CruJones: Bought herself a Grand Marquis... I wonder if.... yep.

My only super power (so far...) is that I can go to a strip club and almost every time get a girl to sit with me, or on my lap for free for hours. Usually free dances, and end up with real phone numbers and names. It's nice simply because it makes it not expensive. Well and because hey, free tits.

No idea how or why, but I try not to question it. And yes, I'm very upfront that it's for free. It's not where I just think it's going to be free...

I fly an airplane that is powered by blow jobs and only super models fly on it so I get super model blow jobs to fly around in circles.

I like to give the stripper just the tip.

I grew up in a small town in Indiana that only had one stripper. She worked at a little, dingy roadhouse called the "Duck Inn" and her name was Hazel.

Every man in town knew Hazel's anatomy down to the smallest detail. In fact, we men probably saved her life when we noticed the mole on the back of her leg had changed its shape. She went to the doctor and had it removed. It turned out to be non-malignant, but she was still grateful.

I got my first lap-dance from Hazel on my 21st birthday. (I'd been a regular at the Duck Inn since I was sixteen, it's a small town and people are nice about it.) She did it for free as a special birthday present. This was shortly before she retired at 62. I've had lots of lap-dances since then, but I'll never forget Hazel.

I never did tip her, it didn't seem proper. I did drive her to the dentist one night when she fell off the stage and cracked her bridgework. I guess that counts as a tip.

Learn some strip club etiquette! (new window)