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Worst strip club experience?
- Thread starter havoc00
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daboywonder2002
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ill never forget. this place called fantasia's in wilmington, delaware. was talking to a chick for a minute. she kept telling me about the champagne room and how its about to go down. and you can do whatever you want in there. back then, i wasn't up to par on strip club game. so it was about 80-90 bucks. man i go back there and IT WAS THE SAME AS THE FRONT. nothing new or different. ever since then, i dont pay extra for those vip rooms or extra privacy rooms
I've been to plenty strip clubs around the country and never really had a bad time, but the one and only time I went to Day Dreams in Philadelphia, 
I still shutter at the thought of some of the girls in there. First let me say that this spot is a BYOB (which is the only worthwhile aspect), and the stage is set behind a little bar (about desk height). So this white broad who looked to be way past her prime, or who might not have even had one, comes and does a little dance in front of me and my boy. we give her the 
and tell her to keep it moving 
The bytch had the audacity to start yelling at us "what are you two, a bunch of fakkits !? Why don't you fags leave if you're not going to tip". Me and my boy both sat there like 
, the rest of our friends are 
. So then when the next girl came around (which wasn't much better), we threw mad money at the bytch, turned to the other one and gave her the 
I still shutter at the thought of some of the girls in there. First let me say that this spot is a BYOB (which is the only worthwhile aspect), and the stage is set behind a little bar (about desk height). So this white broad who looked to be way past her prime, or who might not have even had one, comes and does a little dance in front of me and my boy. we give her the and tell her to keep it moving The bytch had the audacity to start yelling at us "what are you two, a bunch of fakkits !? Why don't you fags leave if you're not going to tip". Me and my boy both sat there like , the rest of our friends are . So then when the next girl came around (which wasn't much better), we threw mad money at the bytch, turned to the other one and gave her the