Thought of one more tip from a law school classmate that works on the shadier side of the law.
Each of these guys has a carry permit (actually two permits) for a .357 revolver, SW, 7 shot, due to lethality and (relative) ease of getting a carry permit for a revolver in NYC/New Jersey.
Also favor shotguns for the same reason, while the guys in the cars will have .308 hunting rifles – you know, for hunting.
Rumors abound that they also keep a pocket .22LR revolver, completely illegal.
Does she still dance at the Spearmint Rhino in Newark?
a Newark stripper, sounds yummy. I like my strippers from Texas, preferrably Odessa. Grey teeth, maybe missing one or two and GO PERMIAN tattooed on their asses.
For CZ’s sake I hope the strip clubs in Newark are nicer than the airport.
People seem equally happy at either location.
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I like my strippers from Texas, preferrably Odessa.
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Ah, the Jaguars Gold Club. Closest I’ve been to being shot while in the lower 48. Also probably narrowly dodged an STD.
Specifically, our rig was laid down for a day so we went to shower and work out. I got dragged by my crew to Jaguars, still in work out clothes (quality place).
Had a nice young thing dancing in my lap, when that 1g of Test enanthate I put in each quad starting doing its thing. Hard as a rock.
With no warning, she pulls it out and slips it in. I go along for the ride. No rubber.
Take her back to the fine Hampton Inn and, after some more, safer, fun I hear someone practically smashing down my door. Six cholos are there demanding “Maria”.
Anyway, they also woke up the entire drilling crew, banging on everyone’s doors. How they found us, no clue.
But tense confrontation occurred, and I was told if I ever went back or touched Maria again I’d be shot.
Long time ago, but I will never darken the door again.y
Wow, that’s quite a story!
Is it bad that this story makes me want to go to a strip club? 27, never been before. Never saw the value in throwing away money for something I couldn’t have…
Your opinion on social security?
I can easily avoid strippers, I can’t easily avoid paying massive amounts of money into something I’ll never see a dime of.
They are definitely fun especially if you can get a decent lap dance. No touching usually allowed though. Total nude is better, always nice to check out the kitties.
Put all of your money into strippers and then you’ll be too poor to pay into social security. It’s fool proof.
Caution: Don’t actually put your money INTO the strippers. Pretty sure only the club in Newark allows that.
The next storm trip I got out of town on I will be visiting a strip club.
Go to the Drool Bar and you can slide money in their G strings.
Also, go early while the women are still freshly showered 
I’ve actually never been to one: I’ve just enjoyed this opportunity for one-liners and zingers.
I realize this isn’t the flame free confession thread, but still.
Jaguars in Odessa is an all-nude BYOB shithole, with amateur chicks. Some hot, or at least they were with 1g of test in me.
My experience is pretty typical of that local, from what I have gathered. Easy to get laid if you are fit and clean. Impossible to not get laid if you have money or drugs.
I haven’t been to a strip club in close to 20 years, but I’m friends with a few strippers. I had a job offer to bounce at Maine’s second-classiest strip club along with doing security for private parties but I passed.
I often wonder “what if…”, but my real job pays too much and doing both jobs was just too much, plus it would be awkward to run into colleagues.
I never followed my dream and I’ll probably regret choosing spreadsheets over spread legs for the rest of my life.
In fairness, spread legs result in far worse sheets than spreadsheets.
No one ever got gonorrhea from Excel.
When I was a grad student and TA, I went to a strip club for a buddy’s wedding. Turned out that one of my tight, little undergrad students was stripping. We, of course, saw each other. She told me she had to get wasted to dance. She was as hot as I always had imagined.