My brother is getting married this weekend. About time; he's been with his girlfriend for so long and they've been living together (and bought a house together) for a couple of years now.
Last night was his bachelor party. We went to a Pho restaurant and then off to the Pink Pony. I'd actually never been to a strip club before. The place was a bit cleaner than I expected and most of the girls dancing/giving shots were pretty friendly. I kept getting this

look when I told them I'd never been there before. Is it that weird?

One stripper harassed me when she walked by and a glanced over and then turned back around...she was like "WHAT?! WHY YOU JUST PEEKING AT ME AND NOT LOOKING?!" and then went on how I should have tipped her. She was just walking by and didn't do anything. And she was a nasty ho-bag.
I don't drink, so I bought one way overpriced bottle of water and got a few lap dances. I found it amusing that I was able to carry on a conversation with these girls while they did their thing and they didn't miss a beat. One of them told me that most of the guys that come to these places aren't single and are married. There were a lot of women watching too. Only really a few of the creepy old dude types were around that looked like they lived there after work. We all chipped in to get my brother some time in the VIP room and took turns buying him shots and lap dances. I'd never seen my brother drunk before so that was interesting, but he was doing fine. It was my cousin I was worried about. He was totally fucked up and almost got into a fight with some asshole sitting next to him, but in the end nothing happened.
Somehow the word got around that we all went to the strip club. I don't see what the big deal is but at the end of the night, my brother said "don't tell mom, okay?" And I just looked at him, laughed, and said "Dude, everybody knows we went out here tonight. EVERYBODY. Even Grandpa."
