Comments on: Strip Joint Tips

By: Paul De Lancey

Paul De Lancey — Thu, 30 Apr 2009 19:59:19 +0000

Ed,
As usual you have done a world a great service by providing us with an etiquette primer for a previously uncovered subject. Too many of us men are economists who would have had the slightest idea how to act. Well done! Dare I say Pulitzer? Did I spell it correctly?
-PD

By: ben thomas

ben thomas — Wed, 29 Apr 2009 20:59:34 +0000

Ed, Brilliant as always. Quite hilarious, I think the comments of people are nearly as funny too, especially cause they don’t understand how you mock everything, and it’s just their turn, so they’ll all pulling hater shit.
Keep up the excellent writing, and please don’t pull anymore april fools jokes that freak me out as if you were quitting your mockery.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 17:18:25 +0000

you make some good points, but keep in mind, the article was mostly supposed to be funny. If I passed myself off as an expert, it was largely for comedic purposes.
Also, I don’t think I have a high opinion about the girls that work there, but I don’t hold it against them either. I judge each person on their individual merits.
Furthermore, while I agree, I am no expert, I am certainly no sucker either. I have no illusions about what strip bars are, and any money I dole out, I do so not because I’m buying into the façade, but because I’m going with the flow, which is really – as far as I’m concerned – the only way to have a good time in a strip bar.
Lastly, I concur, I have no idea how to talk to these girls (with regards to picking them up) but fortunately for me, I also have no deep seated need to hook up with them either. Incidentally, I’ve dated two strippers, briefly. But I met them at my job (I’m a bartender) and not their job, which is an entirely different thing.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 17:16:18 +0000

Just got around to reading your column on strip clubs. I hate to tell you, but you don’t know what you’re talking about. You passing yourself off as an expert on strip clubs would be like me calling myself a plumber because I periodically tale a crap. And the overriding problem with your
opinions is obvious. You have way to higfh an opinion of the chicks working in there. While I also despise the pimp-wannabes who act like assholes, you sound like one of those guys who’s got “sucker” written across his forehead, who has no clue how to talk to these chicks, with predictable
results. If you understand what you’re dealing with, it is possible to pull a chick out of one of these places, or at least to have a nasty-good time while you’re there.

By: Dave

Dave — Fri, 17 Apr 2009 12:53:43 +0000

Going to a strip club today is different than back in the ’80s. Now days there are many women in the audience as well as men!
Way back when, I had a friend who was a dancer. She dated my buddy and one night we went on a double date. She took us to Pacers for a few drinks to start the evening. I felt like a king that night as the four of us sat in the crowd and each dancer stopped by to say hi. Like I was one of those Alpha-whatevers

By: ed

ed — Fri, 17 Apr 2009 06:44:18 +0000

Hmm, ok, let me respond to each…
LOGO-
1. I don’t feel superior to all the other strip-club goers, just the douches.
2. I never said I was intimidated by lap dances, it’s just, when I do get them, I feel silly making small talk while getting gyrated upon. I still get them from time to time, but for me, are not the highlight.
3. The fact that few people, if any, use the term “sexy mamas” makes me even happier that I used it.
4. if enjoying hanging out with my friends more than hanging out with women I don’t know and only pay attention to me for my money makes me gay, well then Hell, unzip ‘em boys!
StripAndGoRich – I never said only losers go to strip bars, I was only commenting on those who go who do not know how to comport themselves there.
Hot Mama – will you lap dance for me?
Davard – A few people have emailed me to say they have picked up strippers in the past, so, apparently, it’s not as hard as i thought it was. I just assumed it was difficult cuz they must get hit on a hundred times a night. Guess I was wrong.
Thanks all for your comments, and reading Sordid Tales. Keep it coming!
ed

By: Davard

Davard — Fri, 17 Apr 2009 06:43:40 +0000

I once sent a stripper (who worked at the Crazy Horse Too in Las Vegas) a hand made glass vortex marble and a long letter, written on stationary from the now defunct Barbary Coast.
She made me feel alive and wonderful. I was a gentleman. We did a decent, but not ridiculous amount of cocaine. I walked back to the hotel at 10 am singing loudly in the 100 degree morning heat, lay in bed and twitched for several hours. Then it was Kentucky Derby time! What a night. Strippers, you are scantily clad angels.

By: sexy mama

sexy mama — Fri, 17 Apr 2009 06:42:53 +0000

Totally brilliant, as usual Ed.
Laughing at all the local strippers getting all defensive.
I definitely do NOT peg you as teh ghey. You are one sexy papa for sure.

By: jessica

jessica — Fri, 17 Apr 2009 06:42:21 +0000

Hey, It is great you have a code of conduct, but really….you are not one of the strippers favourite customer!
I teach girls how to make a six figure income as a stripper and you would be a customer who they would politly avoid. If there are any girls out ther who want to learn how to become a six figure income earner, please visit http://www.howtostripper.com

By: stripandgrowrich

stripandgrowrich — Fri, 17 Apr 2009 06:41:37 +0000

I’ve logged a decade (and paid off two college degrees) dancing in gentlemen’s clubs. Your review is extremely accurate for Southern California topless bars…which is the ONLY place I’ve walked around after my stage show asking for dollars. The clubs in most other major metropolitan areas have a distinctly different atmosphere and (from an entertainer’s perspective…a different “hustle”)
Strip clubs industry are a multi-BILLION dollar industry…which means it’s not just “losers” buying lapdances. Men go to the stripclub for escapism and attention. The biggest spenders usually just want to sit and talk. Essentially, I’m a shrink in a rhinestone choker.