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"When I was a dancer, I only charged FIVE dollars a song. Let's agree on ten and call it even then." I'm sure that'd go over well.

When I'm back in town, that's where I'll be spending my entire weekend.

The last time I saw that, I definitely proved it wasn't about protecting the customer. I paid the fee and we went to a booth. We had our fun, and when I saw another dancer I knew coming out of the dressing room, called her over. We started up in the same booth. I did this one more time before...

BTW, thanks for taking the time to ask. It's rare that someone puts this much thought into a visit. I've introduced many a young man to the clubs and had a blast doing it. If you have a willing friend who you can go with, do so. Talk with them and have a few drinks. Relax. That shows the girls...

Solution: Bring your own flask, snag a girl, share with her in the back.

It could happen. Sometimes the talent likes to make an effort to get those curious dollars. It's stupid NOT to.

UPSTAIRS is Sweet 300. It's a place where the lonely people can go and get a private booth to view some adult entertainment in private. What else happens in there, I cannot say. Really. I can't say. Stop asking. Note to self: stock up on pocket-packs of baby wipes.

Pffft. Pants are for the weak.

There ain't no such thing as a free lunch. There are some drink specials at different times. It's changed.

Trust me. Giving her that lone Laurier is more of an insult that just walking out. It shows that you put some thought into it. I mean, if you enjoy drama. And, I do.

That'd be a $5 tip for the information and a quick exit from the booth.

Love me some Tiffany.

You could just ask her.

Yeah, I'd seen that for a while with some contractors over the last few years (5, at least). If you just say it as part of the price, some people will be too socially embarrassed to NOT pay the tip. It's the same out in the world. Tip for a haircut? Sure. Tip for a coffee? Maybe. Tip for having...

HAH! I remember the time I went downstairs, got into a booth, sat down and said, "We can start at the next song." The girl said, "We started the second my feet hit the stairs." I said nothing, got up and went back upstairs. She followed me, screeching the whole way. After a while, I reached into...

If only you guys would add a profile pic, you'd be able to recognize each other easier. Mine is a fairly accurate representation.

... ain't gonna get fooled again.

I've been listening to this internet station at work for a week now. I love it.

"In two hundred dollars you will reach your destination."

Sorry, no. I'm never saying that. :p