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I came, I saw, I observed.
That's right, no participation for me at the lovely Spearmint Rhino. Oh, don't worry guys...I saw plenty. And I had opportunity. Well kind of. If by opportunity I mean when I was sitting at the stage, and one of the dancers saw me ogling her tattoos (the one dancing to Amy Winehouse's Rehab), and she walked up to a gentleman friend sitting next to me and said, "hey, wanna get your lady friend here a dance?" To which he responded with "Oh, no...I'm not that generous". So that was that. My opportunity to get a lap dance thwarted. Oooooh!!! *Shakes fist in anger*
I'm thinking it was for the best...from what I observed, i had a lady friend hold on to chair for dear life, and another get her hands raped when forced to feel the stripper up. Some of our ladies even walked away with unwanted hickeys and bite marks. I also watched many of our gentlemen friends fall in love, and have their hopes of a family and life with the strippers crushed the second they saw "their stripper" talking to the next guy. Too much of an emotional roller coaster for me. Ill just observe, thank you.
Stiff drinks, a variety of ladies, and a dark room make for an enjoyable day for anyone. Just don't freak out when you leave at 6 in the evening...and its still daylight. Give your eyes time to adjust. Chances are you have a long evening ahead. I mean...you are in Vegas.
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