
I don’t know if there are any strippers actually named Strawberry Milkshake. But there should be.

I don’t know if there are any strippers actually named Strawberry Milkshake. But there should be.
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It looks way too swanky to be a common strip club. Must be one of those luxury places in highly populated metropolitan areas.
Poor Babs is just so out of place. Reminds myself of me when I went to my first bar in college. My friends all knew what they wanted to order and I didn’t drink at the time and would have preferred a soda. It was just an uncomfortable feeling of trying to fit in and failing. Something tells me I am really going to relate to Babs more and more as this mini story unfolds.
We prefer to call them “Gentleman’s Clubs”
Last post Stan asked me to post my gross strip club stories, using euphamisms, so here’s perhaps the most horrifying – particularly if you guys are going to do a story on the infamous stripper pole, which has now become a bedroom fixation for many. A friend of mine stripped to put herself through school (don’t knock it, she paid her tuition in cash), but had a minor setback when she found out she had a “situation down there”. Turns out a lot of her fellow strippers at this club were having a similar “situation down there”. Even further it turns out one of the strippers had the first “situation down there” and used the pole in the manner in which strippers use the pole. Rubbing up and down it. Then the next girl came on and used the same pole. Then the next girl. Then the next girl…
To this day I can’t look at the pole without getting just a tiny bit nauseous…
Thanks, Torch! I’m such a voyeur.
Hmmm… I have a geekier euphemism for that: “Cursing the staff with a -2 irritant of crabmen summoning”
You guys have a better one?
She casts ‘cloudkill’ for 1d4 points of constitution damage every round?
Her milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.
My stripper name was Strawberry Shortcake… maybe that’s why I didn’t get many tips. Well, that and I kept leaving hair on the pole.
Nice, Donovan. Do male strippers even use a pole?