heh... so my girlfriend had never been to one (and for that matter, neither had i, but that wasn't the pivitol point) and decided that she needed to go to one at least once in her life, so her and i and my buddy and his then girlfriend cruised over to a little club where my buddy had a friend that danced. so we got in and all was well, but my girlfriend and my buddy's girl decided they needed some alcohol, so they went and imbibed in the sixpack out in the car (no drinkies in a full-nude bar) while my buddy and i stayed in to enjoy the sights. so they announce dollar lapdances... you pay a buck, they grind you up for a minute or two, then move on... so i passed on the first bird that offered, she was a bitch, but called over a cute little brunette and after a few ones, gave her a five-spot to stick around for a while... and soon enough, the music stopped, and the dj announced than any guy getting a dance was to stand up. i stood up, and he told the girls to take our seats, it was our turn to dance for them. so, being the shameless bastard that i am, i started dancing, and at the stripper's cajoling, i started stripping for her. i was down to nothing more than my boxers by the time the song was over, and they gave me a club teeshirt for my troubles... i'd never seen my buddy laugh so hard. the funniest thing was the fact that our girls missed all of it. good times.
