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ok here's my best: went to a strip club a few years back with a couple buddies and I had my camera... we ended up pissed and one of them started taking pictures. It was between shows, but management was not impressed. I went over and talked to the greasy manager and convinced him the camera would stay in my jacket, and had a chat about the club, etc. When the next show came on, he told us he had better seats for us right up front. We went, thanking him in a nervous way (this was a pretty shady place). We sat down and the waitress brought us beers. He said they were on him. We though cool, free beer. Anyways, after that show we figured we'd get out of there, but stopped at the washroom first. The manager guy was doing a line on the sink, and when seeing us, brought out his baggie and dumped a bunch out, making a bunch of lines and offering it to us. We happily took part, then got the fuck out of there as fast as we could. Still one of the stranger stories I've got.
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