trwi7 wrote:steger asking if the RealGM boys can make some noise.  Next thing you hear is a bunch of cheering.  Sparky then asks why steger isn't at Fitzgibbons and he says I'm in bed with my wife, I have better things to do. 

 
No excuse.
You can always go home to bed with the wife AFTER a night on Water Street. If she's fallen asleep, you just wake her up. Been there, done that.
With my ex-girlfriend I mean. Not with steger's wife.
That was a very amusing answer though. Sparky didn't know how to respond to that initially.
stellation wrote:-= original quote snipped =-
Every minute that GAD is on the radio ripping Kohl is a minute he isn't making out with the extreme fan of the game.  

 
Wait... what? 

If this was an insde joke I missed from the game thread or something, someone please fill me in.
Nowak008 wrote:-= original quote snipped =- 
 Guys should have came out, it was a great time.
 
True.
Nowak008 wrote:Can't go wrong yelling things at Sparky all night. Props to Steger for the shout out. Ended up getting another girls number. 
  
Yes, pretty much everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. BuckFan25226 broke his 100% attendance record though. Disappointing.
Nowak008 wrote:You know its a good night when you end up at ARTs. 
No one has ever uttered that thought in the history of the world. 
We tried our best to spot MD, but he is apparently a discreet patron  
I just want to go on the record and say it was not my suggestion to go there. But blue_jeep was talking about heading home (and he was Nowak's ride) so I was in favor of whatever it took to prolong the evening as I wasn't done drinking yet at that point, and bigkurty didn't seem to either. Plus BuckFan25226 never got back to us about whether they were still at that 6 Degrees place and if we should meet them there (what happened?)
Anyway, for some reason someone decided we should go see for ourselves why Art's is the butt of so many jokes. So we did.
I have to give bigkurty mega-props for ordering a surprise lap dance for me. That's what I call being a friend to a fellow Buck's fan 
He even picked out one of the better looking girls there (yeah, I know, it's all relative, but that's not the point).
They say with gifts that it's ultimately the thought that counts. In this case I have to agree. That gesture of good will on bigkurty's part made my day. It was a pleasant surprise to suddenly have one of the better looking strippers sneak up on me and whisper "You need to come with me" in my ear.
Unfortunately, it all went down hill after that stripper sat me down in that private section.
She gave about the worst lap dance in the history of western civilization. I don't have vast first hand experience on lap dances, but I do know what they are supposed to be like. I've seen other people get lap dances, for one thing. And I have had lap dances twice before over the years. Both were in Manhattan and both were quite excellent, honestly. I'm fairly certain in those cases those girls were hoping I'd pay them to go all the way (prior to that first instance I was unaware that prostitution was THAT prevalent still in Manhattan). In fact, I'm certain of it, since both of them just came out and asked, but that's a totally different story...
This one at Art's was terrible. Terrible.
There was point where she was like "Hey! I'm over here" because at a certain point I was bored with what was in front of me and started checking out the stripper in the opposite corner of the private section who was actually giving a more proper looking lap dance. Maybe if she had put a little more effort into her lap dance I wouldn't have got bored and started looking around.
I just think that lap dances are supposed to, you know, involve one's lap. Isn't that like a main component of lap dances? Stripper to lap contact with teasing and provocation in between? That's what the other stripper was doing. And that's what my previous lap dances involved. But even without that component, it still could have been a good private dance I suppose if she did it well. She didn't though. Very disappointing.
I got better treatment from the other strippers there that were just dancing for everyone on stage and stopping by my seat trying to earn a dollar. Some of them went the extra mile. I must applaud the effort. One of them even started kissing me for 2 seconds, which was pretty unexpected. I really wasn't prepared for that in that situation. She caught me off guard, otherwise I can't imagine I would have participated in that. I thought that was against the rules anyway. And who knows where that mouth has been  
 
So anyway, after a few minutes in the private room, the music stopped and the worst lap dance of all time abruptly ended with the stripper saying. "Ok. That's it. You can tip me if you want."
I must have sat there for a second in disbelief. My response to her telling me "You can tip me if you want" was "And you could give me a real lap dance if you want."
I don't think she comprehended the insult though, because she just said something like, "Ok, well let me know if you want another one."
I gave up at that point and just walked back to my seat by the rest of our group.
Ok, I typed up the above response when I got back home last night, but I guess I was still a little out of it and I hit "preview" instead of "submit"
I can't let all of that go to waste though, so I decided I should still post it, despite the fact that the above was a drunken rambling and at this point I am of course totally sober....