Oh, magical stripper diner. Why can’t I find you?

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Oh, magical stripper diner. Why can’t I find you?
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A buddy of mine, who frequented strip clubs way too much, told me he was in a diner one night and he recognized a group of girls coming in as some of his favorite strippers. Unfortunately, he made the mistake of walking right up to them and identifying them from work, which was a big no-no. Plus, none of the girls usually like to date the customers. You really gotta separate yourself from a regular. I think my friend was too much of a regular to get a date with a stripper. I had another friend that I called “Stripper Magnet” or “SM” because he had dated at least two or three strippers. It was sort of by accident as one woman he dated went on to stripping and another he found out about after he started dating her.