Strip clubs, I know, are creepy places sometimes, but the guy getting a dance next to me had the ultimate creepy request that even sent shivers down my spine. As the girl leaned in and asked his name, he ignored the question and made his request: "I'm going to pay you for a lap dance, but I don't want the dance, instead I want you to just scratch my back for the entire song." I have never seen a stripper creeped out--I thought it was impossible--but this guy making walrus noises while she reluctantly scratched his back made him a pioneer into the last creepy frontier.
Mt. Clemens, MI
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