Saturday June 28th, 2003
Trip to the Strip Club
Taking someone who can't get laid to a strip club is about as good an idea as taking a recovering drug addict to a Snoop Dogg concert. My friends however disagreed and dragged me to "Crazy girls" this weekend. I went with a group of eight people, three girls and five guys. It was an interesting assortment to say the least. Among the group was my roommate's ex-girlfriend. I'm still trying to figure out why he invited her. I think I'd rather go to Mardi Gras with my grandma than a strip club with my ex-girlfriend. (Particularly his ex-girlfriend) It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, I was expecting hot large breasted women dancing around and reminding me that I'm a loser. Instead I found myself surrounded by a group of naked Denny's waitresses.
Twenty minutes in to it and the guys were all talking about which one they planned on taking home. It sounded about as realistic as those people who promise their significant others that they won't cheat unless they get a chance with Brad Pitt or one of the Olsen twins. While this was going on the girls discussed the stripper's outfits and even asked one particular stripper where she bought her boots.
My main problem with strip clubs is the fact that it's counter productive.
You give money to women for them to dance in front of you naked and
turn you on. Than after you're out of money you go home horny, broke,
and alone. It's cheaper to buy a girl a drink at a club not to mention
the fact that then you actually have a chance at getting laid. I'd
rather spend my hard-earned bucks on the sex lottery than throw them
away on previews of things I'll never have. Maybe I spend too much
time on the computer but I'd rather spend a night looking at the porn
on my computer than going to a strip club. It's cheaper and the girls
are more to my liking.
I don't believe I just wrote this entry.
