Rob has a post at his blog about titty bars

And a link to a pair of losers who want to get their money back for paying for lap dances with a credit card. A frigging CREDIT CARD- they couldn't afford a handfull of dollar bills fer Crissake?
Several points here:
I SURE hope if they're married that their wives find out about that! I hope that every quasi-hooker that finds out who works at one that they are in- - kicks their wimpy *sses out the door.
Didn't they ever hear of the Man Code?
And finally, why go in there just to , , , look?
I don't, and haven't made a habit of wasting my money in strip joints- it's like going to a resuraunt just to look at the menue. You can't touch (or should be afraid to, anyway) what's there, why pay that kind of money for a show and drink overpriced p*sswater?