Have you ever been "BOUNCED" from a Gentlemen's Club???

poppy has!!!! bahahhahaha

I am banned from 3 strip clubs in my hometown. I shit you not.

They all know what I do and think I'm in there trying to get their girls to work with me, but EVERYONE knows I do not hire strippers. NEVER, EVER... they are the WORST models in the world. I go to the clubs to look at ass like the next guy, but I have been removed from 3 and black listed.

Fuck 'em. I prefer whore houses anyway.

In Vegas in January. The girl i was with ended up with one of the girls from the club in the toilet doing stuff to eachother. One of the bouncers saw it and kicked us out. Haha.

Ok, here is my story. Listen to this shit:

I went to a nearby Gentlemen's Club one night with two friends who were girls. Somehow I got really hammered (somehow - ha!) and one of the dancers dragged me into the "gold" room and after a few dances in there, a bouncer came in and said I owed $400 for the dances. I said, "No way" and I just refused to pay. The bouncer shrugged his shoulders and left.

The problem starts when we didn't leave the club. We continued to hang out and drink there. The stripper that I stiffed ended up spiking our drinks with some shit. I think she got ME with multiple doses. A second stripper was purposefully distracting me so that the other could spike away. The three of us (customers) were sick for about three days so we KNOW that they spiked all of our drinks.

I knew I wasn't going to just let this go, so (after I recovered) I went back to the club sat at the bar and yelled, "Remember me???" every time that stripper and/or her cohort walked by. It was funny because neither stripper remembered me until I yelled at them. The stripper who spiked our drinks has since disappeared from the club, but the ?cohort? still works there.

The cohort tried to get a drunken off-duty bouncer to fuck with me one night. Other club bouncers stepped in and said that I was an ok guy, and the drunken off-duty bouncer went away.

The next time I saw the ?cohort? walking by, I laughed (hard) at her (because her plan failed). She walked right up to me and started to warn me about harassing her (or something) and I just scream laughed right in her face. She just walked away.

A bit later, three bouncers surrounded me and said that I have to leave. I stood up and asked why. One bouncer said that I was mistreating ?Kylie? (the cohort stripper). So, I just said . . . tell ?Kylie to GO FUCK HERSELF.? The bouncer said, ?Oh really?? And I said, ?YA!? So the three of them sort of ?helped? me out of the establishment. All the while I was yelling at them and they were yelling at me.

I was bounced!

haha, feel sorry for you dude. Well, I never got any bad reputation on all the clubs I've gone to.

Sounds like you have some mental issues...

Glad I wasn't the only one getting that vibe.


What is a "gentleman's club", anyway? Does that just mean strip club or is there a difference?

Thanks for the weird story. My husband has a friend who swears that strippers and hookers communicate in some kind of code using cigarettes.

a friend & i got bounced out of one before we even got in the place.

My friend has some problems with his legs so he walks different.
He also does not drink. this guy is checking ids & tells my friend he cant come in because he's had too much to drink

I've been bounced at a strip club while fucking a girl in the vip room.

What's a Gentleman's Club???

You mean a strip parlor? Only been in one in my life - and that was on business. Sad eh?

nope, but I was sitting in front of the stage once, and threw up all over it
damn triple shots of vodka...
then I passed out in the stall with my head over a toilet.. yuck..

Do you really have nothing better to do? If they really did "drug" you as you claim then perhaps you should have notified law enforcement rather then harassing strippers? I don't see how that helped you or solved anything.

Most of the girls at clubs have head problems. I have never been kicked out but I have had dancers freak out on me and do weird shit... but about every club I go to I know at least a couple of the dancers so that helps.

I remember that.

I usually know the owners/managers/djs/girls when i go to a club so I've never been bounced. Had a few bounced on my recommendation and seen more than enough get the boot.

I really can't stand when one of the dickhead bouncers kick people out for no reason and throw em on their face into a puddle.

The funny thing is, I figured you were a nutjob in your other posts.
Congrads, you got those dirty ole whores back good









NOT

i got kicked out for tipping with McDonalds gift certificates at the stage....what can i say, she looked like she needed them

lol, that sux. i bounced in stripclubs for awhile. more than a few times we had to show people out cause of the same shit. sometimes the guy got hustled. other times it was the guy trying to pull one over on the girls. you could have went about it better, such as asking for the mgr. instead of fuckin with the girls. sounds like ya didnt give em a choice.... but hey, i aint faulting ya for it..... shit happens, lol.

almost (and im a female LOL)
this one stripper put my face up by her boobs, she was on her knees, and she started leaning back slowly...slowly...till my face was by her pussy and i damn near lost my balanced cuz her hand was on the back of my head and out of natural reaction, i grabbed her (on the hip area i believe) to KEEP myself from falling on her.

well, she grabbed my chin and said "no no!" and the bouncer dude came over and told me to the cut the shit out. wtf lol

Ive had a simular experience, but I was thrown out for other reasons then getting sick underneath the center stage.

I used to blow on the strippers coochie..... apparently they dont like to be blowed on from a guy who just threw up.

I didnt know

nope. well almost. I argued my way out of it. the other guy who were messing with my group ended up being bounced out.

I forgot more times than I remember

I have kicked over 1000 guys out over the years

hey you = dark jedi

just figured id letcha in on that

I have nothing to add to this thread.

You sure?

Why yes, yes I have. Me and my whole posse from a place in Atlanta.

I have bounced a lot of men! But the stupid thing is that the girls make the men horny and when they get too horny... they have to leave or get thrown out?

Never understood that

Listen to this shit:

Well, I went back in to the Gentlemen?s Club last night.

This time I was ready! I knew that if the bouncers saw me again, there would be an instant fight, so I wore a Halloween wig that didn't look too fake (good thing the club is dark).

I entered the club pretty late and paid the cover charge. One of the three bouncers (that bounced me) was working the door and looked right at me as I walked in. I wasn't sure if he recognized me or not. He actually opened the door for me and I thanked him.

I went into the club and hung out for a while. I had a few beers while waiting to see ?Kylie.? I probably drank a little more than I wanted to, but I was still good to go. I waved to Kylie, (the "cohort") the first time I saw her walking the floor. I was nice to her and smiled as I waved. She stopped by my table and asked if I was wanted a table dance. She was looking right at me and she didn't know it was me. I said, "I think I'm in the mood for something more," and asked if she might want to dance for me in the gold room. I was holding out some fifties and she ran her hand across my chest and grabbed my hand to lead me to the "gold room."

We made our way into a private dance room (gold room). They are really, really dark and nobody can see into the gold rooms while the dances are going on. When she started to dance, she began rubbing herself on me and quickly took off her top. She slowly slid up and down on me and I was just sitting there smiling. A few minutes into the first dance, she turned around and started grinding her junk filled trunk in my crotch. While she faced away from me, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a can of mace. When she turned back around to face me, I stretched out my arm and pointed the can right at her face and sprayed. I just kept the can nozzle wide open and sprayed her from head to toe (concentrating mostly on her face). She started swinging her fists trying to hit the can of mace and trying to hit me. She began to gasp for air. It was funny because her eyes were shut and she was just swinging wildly. She staggered around with tears streaming from her eyes and snot dangling from her nose. She was making really weird noises and coughing a lot.

I knew I was going to need some help to get out of the club, so I also brought a couple smoke bombs. I lit them and rolled them as hard as I could through the door curtains across the club floor. I made sure to throw both of them to the opposite side of the club and once the smoke started to gather, everybody started yelling, screaming and running. The bouncers ran toward the smoke as the patrons scrambled for the exit. Some of the dancers ran backstage and some just ran out the exits with the patrons.

Kylie was screaming at me as she rubbed her eyes and tried to make her way out of the gold room. I thought her screaming was going to bring the bouncers right to our room, so I just grabbed her around the neck with my arm. Even though her eyes were pretty much swollen shut, she knew right where to swing her elbows. We wrestled to the ground (my wig came off as we went down) and I told her to shut up, or I would spray her some more. She just kept screaming and fighting, so I let her go, stood up and pulled my belt off. I warned her again to shut her mouth and just then she let out the loudest scream I've ever heard. I began whipping her with my belt. I gave her the buckle end of the belt and I hit her as hard as I could with it. After a few good whips, she stopped screaming and started crying. She had her knees pulled up and she was curled into a ball on the floor. I could see her "tip" money safely rubber banded together tucked in her garter belt. I ripped the whole garter belt off her leg and took her wad of tip money (it was around four hundred dollars).

I knew I had to get out of there quickly, so I looked back through the door curtain and saw the smoke had filled like half the club. The fire alarm had gone off at some point and all the chaos and noise helped cover all the noise we had been making. Kylie was on the ground, still crying and reaching for the parts of her body where I really got her good with the belt buckle. She was bleeding from some of the hits.

I saw my chance and just ran for the front door. I had an Exacto Knife in my sock just in case. I never needed to pull it out. I'm sure none of the bouncers saw who I was. They probably thought I was just another customer trying to get the hell out of the club. I just ran for my car. I had parked a in a remote parking lot away from the club. It was only when I got to my car that I could feel how my eyes, nose and mouth were burning a bit from the mace. It all happened so fast, and I was so hyped up that I didn?t notice anything until I was sitting in my car. A stack of flyers that read, ?Kylie has Herpes!? was still setting in my car. I had planned on throwing all around the club as I ran out, but I couldn?t hide them very well under my shirt and I didn?t want to risk being stopped by the bouncers on the way in, so I just left them in my car. I thought about driving by the club (with everyone standing around in the parking lot) and tossing all the flyers out as I drove passed. I figured that is a sure way to get caught (or at least spotted/identified) so I just went home.

I been run out of and or banned from so many I lost count....others comp me in and comp my bar tab...go figure

Yep a few times already.

yes, I have..a few times

Never. I'm too good to be on that fucked up situation.

I have thrown many people out, but never been bounced myself, I wonder what it feels like

youre so hardcore dude ;)