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Here's a brilliant stripper related story of me and some friends of mine:
We were at this club, and the girl on stage was one of the more popular dancers, so everyone was standing by the stage with their singles in hand. I was probably the eighth guy in line, and two of my friends were in front of me. Apparently, the my friend Ruben, who was the one right next to me, realized he was out of singles and was holding a ten in his hand. So when the stripper comes to him, she does her little dance, boobs in the face and whatnot, then kneels down for him to put the money in her g-string. He does not put in money and instead asks in all seriousness, "Do you have change for a ten?"
I've never seen anyone look more angry, she stood back up and just walked to the other side of the stage to dance for the other people there.
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