Drag Queens vs. Strippers … who is your money on?
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3 Comments
Ms. Havens, you are my hero! I danced at the strip club you described in your article. It was by far the worst experience of my entire career. The only thing that particular club’s management hates more than women in general, is women who are not white.
I’m not your typical stripper. I don’t scoot–I pole dance. I do wicked cool athletic showy dance routines. And I don’t flash my yahoo for a measly dollar.
Oh and I got fired from this unnamed club (hell, everyone knows you were at PTs) for being overweight when I was, in fact, not. They like their women small and childlike. Did I mention the guy who runs the place is FIVE HUNDRED BLUBBERING POUNDS OF DOUCHEBAG?
Email me back, find out what club I work at, and come see what strippers are actually SUPPOSED to be like. Those idiots at PTs don’t speak for all of us.
P.S. I love drag queens too!!!
Oooh, I am tempted to give stripping another chance …
Come to Thorobred Lounge on 7th Street.
Let me guess…. you just saw the phrase “7th Street,” and spit your beer all over the computer screen in a fit of shock, horror, and disgust. I know, because that’s the same initial reaction I had when I found out I was going to be stuck out there for Derby…
Yes, most 7th Street clubs are foul. We are the exception. We are awesome. Our girls are pretty and most of us can actually dance and/or converse. Our drinks are cheap and strong.