Strip Clubs Aren't For Me

Last night was Spyder's birthday and he wanted to go drinking. Thats always cool with me, I can usually find room in my night for an occasional White Russian but he wanted to go to a strip club called the Spearmint Rhino. I have never been to a strip club because I have never really got the point of them.

Anywho, we went to the club and I have to admit it was not as bad as I thought it was going to be. The drinks were pretty good and the club itself was very well decorated and furnished. Thankfully, there is no cover on Sundays and drinks are also cheaper. The stripping part of the club was a disappointment however.

First off, stripping in Idaho is different than other states. Idaho is one of those lame-ass Mormon run states that prohibit women to go full nude and they can only go semi-nude in clubs that do not serve alchohol. Lame. So basically, I am going to a club to see something I can see in any Victoria's Secret catalog. At this point, I am forced to ask myself, would it not be more cost effective to stay home, download some porn, and grab a beer out of my fridge? You can't touch the strippers, you can't touch people in pornos. A lapdance cost $20 for three short songs worth of getting grinded on by a total stranger that is grinding on you because you paid her $20, not because she wants to. Why pay $20 for a non-gratifying visual buffet when masturbation is free? I could never blow that kind of money on that. But I digress.

Anywho, it ended up being a pretty fun night. Spyder got pretty wasted and we got to hear some good music...and yes, we did get to see some semi-decent looking women romping around in their undies. Would I pay a cover to see this, no way but free is free.