Going to a strip club with friends, as a MGHOW

[StealthParticipant 5340]

Going out with some guy friends, and they’ve added a rural strip club to the itinerary.

As an attractive masculine urbanite, I suppose I get see naked women just about any time I want to. Although mostly I choose not to.

So the thought of throwing money at women for flabbing around in front of me goes against my grain. My money is hard earned, and women aren’t doing me favors by exposing their skin or mediocre dance moves to me. It’s almost like re-enacting my ex-wife’s entitlement all over again. Only reason I’m going is to be social with the group. I don’t wish to come off as taking it too seriously.

Anyone else ever get into a similar situation?

"Once you’ve taken care of the basics, there’s very little in this world for which your life is worth deferring." -David Hansson. "It’s not when women are mean or nasty that anything is out of the ordinary. It’s when they are NICE to you that you have to be on high alert..." -Jackinov.

[DiogenesParticipant 373]

Me? I’d just head over to the pool table and hang out there until they’re ready to leave.

[Silver FoxParticipant 2766]

I have been to a club only once in my life. The novelty of it was a little exciting, as it was my first time, but I wouldn’t go again now. Waste of time and money.

If you have to go as part of your group, just hang in the back, drink your beer, and let others throw the money.

"Are you loosed from a wife? Do not seek a wife." --Apostle Paul

[MACHOParticipant]

My boss used to drag me to the local strip club during lunch time, I used to sit with my back turned to the dancer while he got intoxicated and threw his money away! one day he nearly puked on me while we were in the subway! very classy act! no thanks!

You must own a better Crystal ball than I

[OldBillParticipant]

Stealth wrote:

Anyone else ever get into a similar situation?

Too often for my liking, sadly. I’ve been taking various clients to strip clubs off and on for years now. Not all of them, but enough for the prospect to have me shaking my head.

I used to visit a client in Sarnia, Ontario where the guys couldn’t wait for me to treat them to “lunch” at what they called the “Canadian National Ballet”. They’d park themselves in front of the stage, have a couple of beers, and a “private” dance or two while I nursed a cup of coffee at the bar.

No “lap” dances at that particular club. The strippers all have little step stools like the kind you get kids so they can reach the bathroom sink. They’d place the stool between the sucker’s legs and then dance on it.

I once took a bunch of guys from FPL to a upper echelon club in Miami. Real top flight talent there, the strippers looked like they stepped out of Playboy or Penthouse. One blue pilled idiot insisted on bidding on a oil wrestling match despite repeated warnings from myself and a few others. He paid over $100 to get the tar kicked out of him by two girls in the ring. The stupid SOB actually tried to get his money back because they hurt his neck!

Then there was the strip club in Huntsville, Alabama, the “Black Forest” IIRC. I’d visit Wyle Labs to work with visiting clients and end up taking them at least once to the most pathetic club I ever had to visit. No actual nudity, just pasties and g-strings, and a collection of strippers who looked like they came from the morgue. I remember one with a vertical c-section keloid scar which looked like they’d installed a zipper. Another never trimmed to “fit” her g-string and so looked she was wearing a sporran. (Look it up.)

My advice? Volunteer to be the designated driver, sit away from the stage(s), chat with the staff, and let your friends have their fun.

Do not date. Do not impregnate. Do not co-habitate. Above all, do not marry. Reclaim and never again surrender your personal sovereignty.

[CarnageParticipant 22113]

Agree with stealth.
I ain’t paying someone to show some skin.

Damn i wold not pay them for sex.

Disgusting

To those following me, be careful, I just farted. Men those beans are killers.

[IRuleMeParticipant]

Stealth wrote:

Going out with some guy friends, and they’ve added a rural strip club to the itinerary.

As an attractive masculine urbanite, I suppose I get see naked women just about any time I want to. Although mostly I choose not to.

So the thought of throwing money at women for flabbing around in front of me goes against my grain. My money is hard earned, and women aren’t doing me favors by exposing their skin or mediocre dance moves to me. It’s almost like re-enacting my ex-wife’s entitlement all over again. Only reason I’m going is to be social with the group. I don’t wish to come off as taking it too seriously.

Anyone else ever get into a similar situation?

You basically hit the nail on the head.

[sidecarParticipant 35837]

Take earplugs and a book.

[JVBParticipant]

Never seen the appeal of strip joints or prozies. Bro it’s gonna be awkward for you. Perhaps sit at the bar away from the stage. They can get p~~~y if you don’t chuck cash at them.

Peace is > piece.

[Anonymous 3]

Some funny posts here. I can’t remember the last time I went to a strip club.
I was the kind of White Knight who wanted to “save” these fallen women.
Let me say, that doesn’t work.
Today, I see grown men go ga-ga over any little bird wearing a short skirt or the sexed out college girls ( There are 3 colleges where I live) as they strut around looking for c~~~ on a Friday night.

[bagsofsandParticipant 1391]

I’ve been to clubs several times – mostly because one of my friends that I travel with, likes to see some titties every once in a while to get a vacation from his sexless marriage.
And I didn’t mind looking, either…

But, last time I felt the red pill in my body. It must’ve really been spiked with something extra “red”.

So, my friend quickly found a girl offering a private dance, and off he went, and then I was sitting there with my over-priced beer in a club with 15-20 guys and 30+ women. Girls came over, one one by one – and I just said ‘later’ to them.

Finally someone cute came over (my ‘type’, if that make any sense) and I bought her a drink and we started talking. She seemed into me (well, I know they’re all fake as hell, but this one could actually keep a convo going) and she hinted that she would offer me a private dance.
She would LOOOOVE TO, she ended up saying.
And I just kept thinking in that moment “wtf am I paying this broad, so she can have a little fun with me?!” I’m not even sure I could get a hard-on from the redpill rage that would’ve consumed me, haha.

Finally she left – of course she told me that her manager expected her to land those private dances, and she would find someone else.
But she would be over in the corner waiting, if I were to change my mind.

Before my friend came back after what must’ve been his 4th private dance (holy f~~~!), some 18 y/o bimbo came over shaking her butt, demanding I’d pay her 10EUR or something like that to put in her belt – and I just waved her away. She almost started throwing a hi$$y fit – and I remember staring at her: “are you f~~~ing kidding me? That s~~~ doesn’t work on me, you little brat!”

I left the club with my wallet and b~~~~ full.

[Ranger OneParticipant 16836]

Only went to a strip club once, back in the day when I worked in a warehouse, about 20 years ago. The boss and the other guys had me get in the car with them and we all went off. I was annoyed, because I had a 5 hour drive to meet a REAL female (college age).

So I’m bored as f~~~, horny as f~~~, and stupid strippers aren’t helping me, they are just aggravating, plus I only made like $6.75 an hour back then so its not like I could afford forking money over for pussy that is only dancing around.

Finally when it was over and got back to the warehouse, I took my own car on the 5 hour trip. I did get laid more times with that girl in a 3-day weekend than any other time in life. She was average looks, but super huge t~~~ and she was horny as f~~~.

We’d have sex, then drink soda and eat something, listen to music, then f~~~ again. Maybe take a 2 hour nap, then wake up again and f~~~. Have some ramen soup, then f~~~ again. This went on for 3 days… didn’t sleep for more than 2 hours straight but took many naps. She was bi-polar but she was a f~~~ing machine! She was also the first girl I cornholed — she used cocoa butter as lube for her ass. That was towards the end. Her pussy was sore, so she started on bjs and anal. (For my part, my dick was like chapped lips)

All my life I've had doubts about who I am, where I belonged. Now I'm like the arrow that springs from the bow. No hesitation, no doubts. The path is clear. And what are you? Alive. Everything else is negotiable. Women have rights; men have responsibilities; MGTOW have freedom. Marriage is for chumps. If someone stands in the way of true justice, you simply walk up behind them and stab them in the heart-R'as al Ghul.

[bigboy83Participant 11312]

Strip clubs are the most overrated male event ever.

And their starting to go out of business.

Shit Tested, Cunt Approved.

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