I don't get it. You read about guys dropping coin coin and coin in strip clubs, hoping desperately to get a feelamonga and a stinky finger, or they're digging around fervently praying Santa shows the way to the Ellis Island-grade massage parlor off strip where there might be -- oh please oh please oh please let there be -- a happy ending. WTF don't they just hire some good talent so there is no question as to the end result ... or concern as to the possible longer-term "result." Fuck, go to Pahrump, fer crissake. Or how about this, if you ain't dating or getting it back home maybe you need some serious self-reflection as to why you're so creepy.

 

PT does this right and has it down pat. Pay for what you know you are getting - why pay for what you might, or might not get?? Cheaper in the long run to pay up front.

Funny story - years ago when I used to go to Vegas a lot for convention business, we were hosting a lot of our Chinese suppliers one night at Cheetah's. I was the one doling out all the $$$ for the guys to get lap dances, go to the Champagne room, etc. So one of the strippers sees this and comes up to me and says "Why don't you take me shopping tomorrow at Neiman Marcus, and then I can make it worth your while". I said "Honey, if I have to take you shopping to Neiman Marcus first I can't afford you"

 

All you left out was the 'mic drop'. Haha. Epic rant.

 

Strip clubs are so 1980's and 90's. With today's access to Internet porn, and online fuck sites, you are just a donkey for going to these bilk u for money clubs.

 

The sex you pay for is cheaper in the end than the sex you get for free. Or in the immortal words of Mr. Charlie Sheen, "I don't pay prostitutes for sex. I pay them to leave."

 

I'm always scared I'd end up picking the cop pretending to be a hooker.

In my early 20s myself and a couple buddies were at a titty bar in Austin. We had a fantastic time but one friend decided he wants a hooker. He convinces the pushover of the group to put the girl (from an escort service in the yellow pages) on his credit card. We get back to the room and he calls a service. They ask what kind of girl and he says he wants a Latina and there are three of us so send one apiece. Half hour later there's a knock at the door and it's a white chick who is not good looking at all. She comes into the room and goes to the bathroom while our other buddy is trying to pay with his card. And it was fucking declined! We didn't have enough cash on hand and I'm sweating bullets because I just KNOW I'm gonna be on Cops soon. She ends up leaving all pissed off.

Another time me and s coworker went out on 6th St in Austin. NYE 1999 into 2000 and we end up at a higher class topless bar. I'm only 20 but they didn't card me for drinks so I got rip roaring drunk. I was a correctional officer for the state and had to be at work at 0545! At 0300 we leave and can both barely walk. My buddy decided he wants a quick blowjob from a street walking hooker. We walked the entire length of 6th street looking for one. He finally finds one and when she quotes him the price he wasn't happy with it which in turn angers her pimp as he steps from an alley. Time to go! Finally make it home in time to shower and put my uniform on. I worked ad seg and luckily we had an empty cell where I slept off my drunkeness for a couple hours. My Sgt was young (and used to go try to stalk Sandra Bullocks house lol) so he looked out for me.

As for Vegas? Only one time did I feel the legit desire to pick up a casino hooker. I saw the most beautiful Spanish girl (my weakness) in Mirage. I mean I would've married her in an Elvis Chapel that night and not signed a pre-nup - that's how hot she was. And she had the accent to boot. She said $1k for the night. I walked away but as I got drunker I went looking for her because I was prepared to pay. Never saw her again. Hmmm that sounds like a missed connection post on CL lol

 

Well I'll jump in to provide an alternative perspective. I don't know how to say it in a non douchey way so here it goes. I go for the environment.

You are right, there is a shitload of coin being dropped, however where can you go where hot girls desperately try to free themselves of their clothes and grind on you. I know for a fact that no sane girl in her right mind would do that outside the strip club (at least for me lol).

Many times it is cheaper than paying for a dance floor table in a nightclub to get comparable talent. Now I myself an not a big fan of getting dances, but I truly enjoy the atmosphere. Now what may make a large difference is that I do a lot of business entertaining so I've gotten to know a lot of owners, management, bouncer/meatheads, and dancers. In certain clubs I feel more welcomed and safer than certain casinos I visit.

Granted, I agree that it is one of the most wasteful experiences a person can have in Vegas, but with exception of business meetings, I do like to waste my money there with friends. I'm blessed that this is actually helping me potentially save money when I'm getting roughed up at the tables.

As for picking up ladies of the night, the strips club is not economical, but there is no end to freelancers to be found there. Just be prepared for a lackluster experience and pissing away a few grand. There much better options found elsewhere.

PT certainly knows how to do Vegas right. I'm must take an internship under his tutelage when a spot opens up.

 

PT has an internship program? Put me on the waitlist!!!

 

Be prepared for a long long wait....

 

I'm sure PT will put you on the top of the list.


but from what I have seen you can teach the great PT