Stripper Etiquette

A few of us were sitting around on the balcony a few summers ago, having some cold ones, just chatting and enjoying the sun. After a while Dana says he's bored and he's going to catch the matinee at the strip club nearby. So we said, "Fine, go on". Besides for naked women dancing in our face, we had everything we needed right where we were. About an hour later Dana shows up back at the apartment. We asked what he was doing back so soon and he says the bouncers threw him out and the owner barred him from the club. We said "All that happened in a half hour. What the hell did you do?" He said he wasn't sure. He was having a table dance - the stripper's twat was right up in his face and, following the advice of a co-worker Arnold, he blew on it. The next thing he knew the stripper was freaking, the bouncers had him by the jacket and he was out on the sidewalk banned for life. So we said, "You're not supposed to blow on the strippers. Don't you know anything." Then he said, "Really, Arnold told me that they love it when you do that. I knew I shouldn't have believed him".

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