Would you go to a strip joint with your dad?

Make it rain together.

 

Awesome!

 

The family that makes it rain together, stays together!

 

I've seen it happen, on bachelor party night after the rehearsal dinner at a wedding. Even some of the geezer uncles and the grooms father's friends showed up. Everyone had a great time.

Most people didn't get too deep into the sexual fantasy side of it, it was just a fun atmosphere for a party. Of course when the groomsmen got drunk and fell in love, it was the expected level of public humiliation that is always so hilarious. Most of the lap dances took place in the back corner away from the party, and the participants just came back with a smile on their face.

It's good clean manly bonding. Because everybody knows:

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I wouldn't go anywhere with my father.

 

No, but I'd go with your Mom. I was there with her this weekend, as a matter of fact.

 

I learned a long time ago that Chris Rock is full of ****...

Anything goes in the champagne room... if you have the $$$

 

srsly? That place is the ultimate of scuz. If you're going to an all nudi at least go to the one on I-45 south before Beltway 8. You'll get an STD just by parking your car at Show Palace.

 

I don't know if I would go to a strip joint with my father. I don't have much of a relationship with him, so it would probably be like going to a tittybar with your preacher- someone you listen to for advice but is kind of distant. Who knows, it might open up new channels of communication. Like other people here said, it's probably a good male bonding experience.

On the other hand, I would certainly take my son to a strip joint when he's old enough.

You apparently haven't been to one of the two fine establishments in Galveston- Whispers and Dimitri's. Prosthetic limbs mandatory.

 

No, I wouldn't go. Of course, I wouldn't go to a strip club without him either.

 

My father was the designated driver for my bachelor party. Started the night at an Astros game. Went to a few bars downtown. Ended the night at The Trophy Club on Rankin Rd. My friends bought my dad a table dance. The look on his face when the girl did a headstand in his lap was freaking priceless.