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Originally Posted by HFW003
That takes me back!
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LMAO me too! I remember when I was young and went to Vegas for a tradeshow with a coworker who was a little on the introverted side and married his high school sweet heart right out of high school and had kids immediately. Great guy - just never "Saw the world".
Anyway - me and a coworker (who is also a douchebag like me) got a few drinks in him and talked him into going to a strip club. He had never been. We went and didn't explain ANY of the rules to him. He sat with his legs open, he made eye contact and smiled at everyone, so the girls mobbed him. While he was getting a "lap dance" (the ones at the table, we knew he was not ready for a back room dance) we'd slip our dance tickets over to his table so he had a nice pile. He kept saying "Holy shit - why do they keep zeroing in on me and leaving you guys alone!" We'd just shrug and laugh to ourselves. His face was red the entire time we were there.
The next morning while we were down stairs early waiting for our cab to the airport, he admits that morning when he woke up he noticed his pants had glitter all over them and smelled like strippers. Since his wife was old fashioned and does all the laundry - he just threw his entire outfit in the trash.
My god we cried. To this day we still give him shit about that.