“She’s so fine there’s no telling where the money went.”
and how, exactly, would one do that if their drink was spiked?
“I woke up in a Soho doorway, a policeman knew my name,
he said’ “you can go sleep at home tonight if you can get up and walk away...””
from Who Are You?
Which is precisely why the thieves drugged their victims.
I saw 7k on 2 credit cards while my late husband was in Spain of a layover with his crew. He claimed his drink was spiked, too. Way to nearly destroy a marriage. If I weren’t a Christian, it would have been.If one values their children, they’ll stay out of strip clubs, regardless what they might think of their wife.
Guy’s lucky he isn’t missing a kidney.
I was mugged in New Orleans, right there in the French Quarter, at the tender age of 18.
I was fortunate for this to happen. I learned:
1. Never to wave your money around.
2. Keep big cash in a secret place; belt, in your sock, shoe, not your pocket or wallet. You can retrieve it, if you need some, in the stall in the men’s room.
3. Go bar/club hopping with friends. I was in the Air Force. ALWAYS have a wingman.
4. If you split with a chick, tell your wingman/men you’ll call them by X O’clock. No call means come get me.
5. If it feels sus, it usually is.
6. Alcohol can make you brave. It also makes you stupid. If you’re not a bada$$ gansta, don’t try to prove you can take on one.
Many years ago, in a “friend’s” bar in Washington, D.C., (the one over the Post Pub,) a beautiful girl got all cuddly with me on the couch. I quickly realized she was reaching for my pockets. The while thing was a pickpocket routine. Now in mid-life I have learned a few lessons, among them: alcohol has no helpful function. It is a cunning, baffling, powerful poison. Also, nothing good ever happens away from home after 10pm.
Whole thing is a ripoff. In my opinion, strip club are even more demeaning to the men that frequent them then the girls that work there.
Give me a nice, decent girl to date, I'll take her to a proper restaurant, maybe a movie, and I'll spend just as much money while getting a decent shot for some intimacy with her later.
If you can’t trust strippers and whores who can you trust?
Although I would trust a stripper and a whore more than I would a DC bureuacrat
Surprise!!
It wasn’t in West Virginia!
RIP Jack Whittaker