Titty Bar Gone Wrong

"It is very rare that I am embarrassed or uncomfortable in an environment, but tonight I am a prude"...I said that line to a stripper last night...smh

I went to my very first strip club in 2008 with some of my girlfriends. We drove all the way to Baltimore for a night of booty poppin' and lap dances @ this place called Norma Jeans (www.normajeansbaltimore.com). Don't get me wrong, I am by no means a "scissor banger" (let that one sit with you for a sec). Honestly, I really didn't understand the fascination behind watching chicks put their "who-haaa" (lmao...long story) all up in somebody's face.

Once we got there, I realized that my girls were there to get chose by the dudes that were tricking out on the strippers! Okay I get it...we're the classy girls in the club! Ohhhhh....it all makes sense now lol!!!

So these guys are giving us money to give to the strippers (you know my broke self was tryna figure a way to pocket some myself). They're buying us drinks. We buy a lap dance for one of my girls just for some laughs, we're making it drizzle on the girl, the guys are making it tsunami. I had fun!!!!

HOWEVER, if you take away the guys, the money, and the drinks...what are you left with? An uncomfortable homosexual experience. That’s what I had last night. We went to this new spot called Stadium (www.stadiumclubdc.com). The place was super nice! But...it might not be the spot for Thursdays. The music was real teeny-bop-ish (I needed some Uncle Luke they were giving me Black Eye Peas...wth). The girls were pretty but they weren't giving me any moves that I wanted to take home with me! The drinks were expensive as hell, so I was sober as hell. The guys there were just weak and pervie (and yes, I’m judging) It was just bad...Apparently the night to go is Tuesdays. Maybe I'll try again. Last night, I just couldn’t get with it...call me Granny Aye smh...