RangerMIke
Master Don Juan
I used to bounce when I was in college for about 6 months in the off season, until the coach found out and I had to quit or leave the football team. You will learn more about human nature and women I one-month of bouncing then you will learn in 10 years of general dating.
I had 3 months after I graduated before reporting on active duty, so to kill time I bounced with a friend at a strip club. This is where I learned just how fvcking stupid men could be... there was this one guy, I'll never forget him, his name was Ed Graves... he was some kind of high powered Chemical Engineer that was making into 6 figures (which in 1988, was a lot of money). The chicks there were all over him when he came in... God only knows how much money that dude spent... but he was a good customer... super nice, never gave ANYONE ANY trouble. The girls there would tell them their troubles and he would spend money to fix them. He bought one a car, another an air-conditioner, paid an dentist bill for one chick's kid. He was mister money bags... and as far as I know never got anything from them but an occasional peck on the cheek and a back rub.
One night he stayed til closing and he was hammered. He didn't have any money left that I could tell so I looked at his Driver's Licence and took him home. The poor idiot was living in a one bed-room apartment with almost no furniture... a lawn-chair in from of a TV in the 'living room', the dinning room was just a pile of books on the floor, his bed-room was just a mattress on the floor with a clock radio... The only thing I remember seeing in the kitchen was a coffee pot.
This guy was spending ALL his money on these freaking strippers. Who of course were just taking his money. I guess he was happy... he would come in the club and he was a celebrity of sorts there who am I to judge. The strippers would share their tips with the bouncers, especially if you had to deal with difficult customers, so I'm pretty sure Ed's money bought me my Pioneer Car Stereo.
I had 3 months after I graduated before reporting on active duty, so to kill time I bounced with a friend at a strip club. This is where I learned just how fvcking stupid men could be... there was this one guy, I'll never forget him, his name was Ed Graves... he was some kind of high powered Chemical Engineer that was making into 6 figures (which in 1988, was a lot of money). The chicks there were all over him when he came in... God only knows how much money that dude spent... but he was a good customer... super nice, never gave ANYONE ANY trouble. The girls there would tell them their troubles and he would spend money to fix them. He bought one a car, another an air-conditioner, paid an dentist bill for one chick's kid. He was mister money bags... and as far as I know never got anything from them but an occasional peck on the cheek and a back rub.
One night he stayed til closing and he was hammered. He didn't have any money left that I could tell so I looked at his Driver's Licence and took him home. The poor idiot was living in a one bed-room apartment with almost no furniture... a lawn-chair in from of a TV in the 'living room', the dinning room was just a pile of books on the floor, his bed-room was just a mattress on the floor with a clock radio... The only thing I remember seeing in the kitchen was a coffee pot.
This guy was spending ALL his money on these freaking strippers. Who of course were just taking his money. I guess he was happy... he would come in the club and he was a celebrity of sorts there who am I to judge. The strippers would share their tips with the bouncers, especially if you had to deal with difficult customers, so I'm pretty sure Ed's money bought me my Pioneer Car Stereo.

