Men over40, never married, no kids

Quote: Face

Then you're doing it wrong. I used to hate them, too. Thought they were totally pointless. But I've since found a way that works for me, and my last 3 trips I call all +EV.

First, we never go there sober. It costs too much to drink. Get hammered next door or in the WarWagon, then you go to the club.

Second, never be the life of the party, the guy who's looking for attention. Attention there costs money, and they'll get it if you go in like that.

Third, be aloof and detached. By not freely giving attention, you become the "tough sell". The girls will actually have to work on you, and that pays off.

All three times, that's what I did. You get one, $5 beer because you're already hammered and you just chill. You watch your friends get crazy and make asses of themselves, and that's highly entertaining. When girls ask for a dance, you kindly decline, telling them "maybe later". Eventually they try harder, and almost every time, will start rubbing you arms, neck, and shoulders. Then you start to soften up, show them they have a chance. If she's really good, maybe spend a $20 on her and tell her to "just keep going".

And that's it. Spending out the ass to have some bewbs in your face ain't worth it. But if you play your cards right, you can get a killer massage way cheaper than the spa, all the "masseuses" are naked, you're hammered, and your friends are cracking you up. For $40, that's a good time.

Quote: aceofspades

Quote: Face

Then you're doing it wrong. I used to hate them, too. Thought they were totally pointless. But I've since found a way that works for me, and my last 3 trips I call all +EV.

First, we never go there sober. It costs too much to drink. Get hammered next door or in the WarWagon, then you go to the club.

Second, never be the life of the party, the guy who's looking for attention. Attention there costs money, and they'll get it if you go in like that.

Third, be aloof and detached. By not freely giving attention, you become the "tough sell". The girls will actually have to work on you, and that pays off.

All three times, that's what I did. You get one, $5 beer because you're already hammered and you just chill. You watch your friends get crazy and make asses of themselves, and that's highly entertaining. When girls ask for a dance, you kindly decline, telling them "maybe later". Eventually they try harder, and almost every time, will start rubbing you arms, neck, and shoulders. Then you start to soften up, show them they have a chance. If she's really good, maybe spend a $20 on her and tell her to "just keep going".

And that's it. Spending out the ass to have some bewbs in your face ain't worth it. But if you play your cards right, you can get a killer massage way cheaper than the spa, all the "masseuses" are naked, you're hammered, and your friends are cracking you up. For $40, that's a good time.

Considering I am usually on casino trips alone, going to a strip club by myself does not seem at all like a prudent choice

Quote: Ayecarumba

Quote: aceofspades

Quote: Face

Then you're doing it wrong. I used to hate them, too. Thought they were totally pointless. But I've since found a way that works for me, and my last 3 trips I call all +EV.

First, we never go there sober. It costs too much to drink. Get hammered next door or in the WarWagon, then you go to the club.

Second, never be the life of the party, the guy who's looking for attention. Attention there costs money, and they'll get it if you go in like that.

Third, be aloof and detached. By not freely giving attention, you become the "tough sell". The girls will actually have to work on you, and that pays off.

All three times, that's what I did. You get one, $5 beer because you're already hammered and you just chill. You watch your friends get crazy and make asses of themselves, and that's highly entertaining. When girls ask for a dance, you kindly decline, telling them "maybe later". Eventually they try harder, and almost every time, will start rubbing you arms, neck, and shoulders. Then you start to soften up, show them they have a chance. If she's really good, maybe spend a $20 on her and tell her to "just keep going".

And that's it. Spending out the ass to have some bewbs in your face ain't worth it. But if you play your cards right, you can get a killer massage way cheaper than the spa, all the "masseuses" are naked, you're hammered, and your friends are cracking you up. For $40, that's a good time.

Considering I am usually on casino trips alone, going to a strip club by myself does not seem at all like a prudent choice

Having a hard time picturing AoS in the "WarWagon", but the last chapter of this book hasn't been written yet...

Quote: aceofspades

Am I missing something - I assumed the "warwagon" was a taxi or car that got you to the strip club...

Quote: TheCesspit

It's Face's hockey team 'bus'. A camper van that can only be invented by a group of guys who've played too much hockey and have access to welding tools, booze and a lot of enthusiasm.

Quote: aceofspades

Considering I am usually on casino trips alone, going to a strip club by myself does not seem at all like a prudent choice

Quote: TheCesspit

It's Face's hockey team 'bus'. A camper van that can only be invented by a group of guys who've played too much hockey and have access to welding tools, booze and a lot of enthusiasm.

Quote: petroglyph

It's kinda funny how we all have different tastes.

I see a woman with piercings and tats and I am already convinced she has std's. No way around it.

No intention to insult anyone on the forum but when I see a gal or some guy with tongue piercings or other, I see an idiot.

But then again I am the one that thinks legal brothels are one of the safest places to find a clean woman, go figure.

Quote: AZDuffman

My logic is simple:

Do you see more bumper stickers on a Mercedes, BMW, Audi, Cadillac, or a 10 year old subcompact rat.

And even though I drive a 10 year old subcompact I *still* refuse to put a bumper sticker on it.

Quote: petroglyph

Dang AZ, I had you pictured for a beemer kind of guy.