And while you're at it... would yer put a gate in fer me??? T'would save me having to walk down the street and around the corner.
To get back home.
Well... the trip both ways, really! Wouldn't wanna walk all the way around and run out of steam before the pole dancing starts.
To be honest, I've never been to a 'titty bar' as such`, though I did visit a couple of strip clubs years ago. My first wife (girlfriend at the time) took me to a strip club called World by Night in the late 70's... we were hungry after going to the movies and it was the only place back then where you could get a meal in Brisbane after 10.00pm. As I recall, it wasn't a legal establishment, either, not that we knew or cared at the time... when yer gotta eat, yer gotta eat.
The second time I visited a strip joint was with my second wife. She and a girlfriend (hers) wanted to go see the Wildside Revue (male and female performers) and I got dragged along to make up the numbers.... Janine (the girlfriend) was given 6 free tickets and I/we got an invite. Anyway, I spent the majority of the night with my back to the stage, in deep philosophical conversation with the barman... an old friend who'd moved from the UK and I hadn't seen in about 20 years. Yeah, so much for the titties... big deal, I had way more fun reminiscing about old times.