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I would never recommend this company to/for anybody - Request was for a bachelor party at a bar/restaurant.

1. Had to pay in full up-front and got screwed with not receiving all of the services requested.
2. Girls showed up an hour late.
3. Bouncer and girls wanted the group to pay for their booze.
4. Girls were NOT the girls sent via the initial agreement.
5. Girls did NOT do all of the services that were agreed upon.

Extremely disappointed with this company. I would recommend a more credible and reliable company.

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I came in with no expectations. I didn't realize this was a homosexual bath house until it was too late.

Microwaves Mom posted:

Can someone post some CHicago ones?

Asking for a friend.

William Bear posted:

It also helps to not be totally oblivious about Man's Country:

http://www.yelp.com/biz/mans-country-chicago-chicago

abigserve posted:

this is the greatest quote of our generation

abigserve posted:

this is the greatest quote of our generation

The Tool Shed: An Erotic Boutique posted:

Are we ready to over-share, Yelp?

Good, because that's what I plan on doing.

See, I'm polyamorous (yes, Google Chrome spellchecker, that *is* a real word) and extremely kinky. I've alluded to my situation on Yelp before but never elaborated because it's never been relevant, but now it is, so here-goes: I am a straight, cisgendered male; I'm engaged to a mostly female-presenting bisexual genderqueer person and also dating a bisexual cisgendered woman. My fiancée and my girlfriend are dating, and also date a lesbian transwoman. It's really not as complicated as it seems. There is also a power-exchange dynamic between myself and the people I'm dating. I feel like it's also worth mentioning that my father is a post-operative transsexual woman and a census of my friends reveals most of them are some flavor of LGBT.

Why do I mention all this? After all, it's not directly relevant to a consideration of their sex toys and staff, right?

Well, you'd think so, but in the world of "adult entertainment" I've really never come across an environment that was as immediately accepting of everything I just mentioned. I mean, I obviously didn't tell my entire life's story to the staff, but without saying so many words they have been able to showcase merchandise that would fit into our dynamic perfectly. And boy, do they carry a lot of it. (Disclaimer, I've never bought any of it because we've had everything we really needed since before I ever stepped foot in here).

And like Phillip L. said, they don't make you uncomfortable while you're there. That's what sets this place apart from your average sex-shop.

The staff (and, really strangely, although in a good way, other customers) really put you at ease when they talk to you. It's a totally non-judgmental, friendly atmosphere. It's always a bit awkward when you walk into a business like this for the first time, but they really know how to defuse that here.

While I've only been to one event here, I've got to say that their group meetings are also really awesome. There's such an accepting, experienced, and open group of people that turned-out when I was there. I'm looking forward to my next chance and hopefully, someday, to try out one of the classes that is offered here.

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William Bear posted:

If you're going to a strip club in Chicago, don't get ripped off by those bastards at Wet & Ready!

http://www.yelp.com/biz/wet-and-ready-chicago-strippers-chicago-2


It also helps to not be totally oblivious about Man's Country:

http://www.yelp.com/biz/mans-country-chicago-chicago

satanic splash-back posted:

OK Let's get real. I think this might be the first review to mention that over half the clientele is Black or Latino, and if that is what turns you on then let me tell you the guys there are very HOT! The remainder are white leather men and bears. So if you are a suburban whitebread or yuppie type then this place will most likely put you outside your comfort zone. As for the troll factor, there are ALWAYS trolls at any bathhouse, so get over it. I'm no Adonis but I generally find what I'm looking for at Man's Country and I find it very satisfying. By the way, when they give you your sheets at check-in and you complain about getting bugs that says more about who you choose to have sex with than the place itself. And there is ALWAYS the risk of catching cooties at any bathhouse. It would be nice if there was lockable storage in the rooms so if you bring your valuables to your room then be sure to lock the door behind you when you step out True, the place does look a bit dingy and seedy but I should also mention Man's Country is the most affordable bathhouse in Chicago. Man's Country is to Steamworks as Joe's Greasy Spoon Diner is to McDonalds. This place is a gay Chicago icon and I would hate to see it gone.

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Speaking of the strippers, the women are never bad. However, they aren't always great either (in dancing ability, persona, or looks)... and as per NYS law they all have some sort of pasty on. I do have one problem with the girls though... lately, anytime my wife and I have gone, she has been pregnant. As soon as the girls see a pregnant women they all have to stop by to show us pictures of their kids. I have no idea where they are keeping these pictures! Its fun and all to swap kid stories... especially with a half naked lady, but... sometimes you just want to get away from the kids and you would think that a strip club is the place to do it.

SciFiDownBeat posted:

lately, anytime my wife and I have gone, she has been pregnant

whoflungpoop posted:

Monkey Fracas posted:

c'mon down to DILDO CITY

Trig Discipline posted:

showing pictures of your kids to a girl with fake titties

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Was in for the week of PGA Tournaments, and Super Bowl. Needed something to do on my first night and guess what ......I had a Great Alasken Bush dive. Highly recommend if you go. Looks like an Country Saloon inside and out, but most of the girls are hot and of course some are not. Have I seen better strip clubs? Hell yeah. BUT SOMETIMES YOU JUST NEED TO SEE SOME SNATCH. Oh and by the way. NONE OF THE GIRLS HAD A BUSH.

dreezy posted:

A+ customer relations.

LoG posted:

Mind you this review isn't for prudish ears but those of Foodish ones. For Foodies will venture where the great food is no matter what. It is simply our nature and The Golden Foodie Rule. So please continue reading Foodies and for others please move on to safer grounds. Let me begin with saying, there's this odd syndrome in Savannah. "Strip Clubs" all feel like they're sitting around waiting for something to happen. Its an unspoken and uneasy quiet that you can cut with a knife. They all act as if T&A and a door that swings on hinges both ways is all that it takes to be a "success." So often they're poorly themed, peculiar "managers" and door people who don't seem to have a philosophy or a clue in result. We'll skip the moody bar staff and dancer scene which are largely as inconsistent.

In effect, none of the clubs seem to ever gut up, gun out or run with the ball of what they have and to me, that's an odd business philosophy if you can even call it one. In conclusion, in Savannah, less the physical addresses, very little difference or stand out between any of them. Ah, but one has a secret weapon and is why we're really here. In a chef. And he's a man. Yup. No, he doesn't cook in stilettos or wear pastie or anything weird. He just turns out killer gourmet and basic continental foods. Shifting utensils for a moment, it is interesting to note that years ago, middle of the day, a family with young children in tow, drove up to me in a station wagon and actually asked for directions to Uncle Harry's as someone had told them the place had good food. I'm pretty sure the inquiring father didn't see my brain trying to find logic for what he was asking me or noted my eating my tongue as I tried to find the words. If there weren't hidden cameras nearby that day, there gosh darn should have been. The ghost of Alan Funt smiled over this situation regardless. When I regained speech, I spared this variety of the Griswolds the truth about it being a strip club and politely commented, "I think they may have meant somewhere else," and pointed them somewhere more family oriented.

But here's the skinny today -- Uncle Harry's has not just good food, but awesome. And the chef by skills and style alone, could put most "fine dining" jockeys to shame and turn there faces virgin red. His name is Chris Russell and I don't know much about him except he's brilliant at what he does. He also serves up what he does with a kind of gentleman farmer ease and humble grace, that also defies the environment. He's humble about its greatness, if just because, well, let's just say for all of the culinary virtues he possesses, he knows its hard to compete with the main stage. Honestly, if not for him, it is unlikely I'd have taken time with this review and for all of the obvious reasons. But because of Russell's gifts, I was COMPELLED as a Foodie faithful. He deserves to be noted and celebrated and also promoted and supported more by the club. The facts that there aren't some devoted, clean feeling dining tables, or that Russell's face isn't on or discussed in advertising? The club is short selling one of its biggest talents. Russell's food is a mindblower for any critique or gastronomique. But yes, you will have to "suffer" the surroundings in order to eat it. But here's the upside. One, you can typically eat here later than other establishments. If you just happen to enjoy the female form in various states of dance & undressed, it could behoove thee to Foodie spree here routinely. That said, let it be known, the burgers & steak are what you would find at a Ruth Chris or upscale meat & graze joint. I will go out on a limb and say that the blackened shrimp I've now eaten 3 times here served with sweet potato puree -- The best I've ever had in any restaurant anywhere. My favorite personal moment was this past Thanksgiving (Shhhhhh...I know, I know, long story!). My day compelled me to find something late & last minute, and I had not eaten all day. It was a weeknight and most things Foodie worthy not open. And then I remembered Russell's blackened shrimp! I called and discovered an impossible thing & twas' proof that sometimes joy and happiness are found in places unexpected -- he was offering a free buffet and all you had to pay was the cover charge at the club! Best $10 I ever spent. My date and I arrived and discovered that this gorgeous array of food had not been well advertised and there was plenty. Christmas had come early and it was called Thanksgiving at Harry's. From the savvy mac n'cheese (gruyere & Vermont no less), corn pudding to casseroles various, a pecan pie that nailed the dinner, we laughed like orphans who had raided the mansion's fridge for a night! It was too good to be true that this was happening but indeed it was and did. So my friends, if you want something more decadent both in your evening out as well as your palate? Uncle Harry's be thy name. Tell'em the Foodie Agent 008 sent ya!

Edit: this place is called Scores now.

Darth123123 posted:

Why do so many of the strip clubs make/sell food? Are they inspected like regular? Pop in inspections would be fun.

whoflungpoop posted:

lol

Lutha Mahtin posted:

ive never been to a strip joint but there are several in my area that advertise their food as a reason to c'mon down. i think my fav is the place that advertises itself as something like "the perfect place to entertain business clients" yeah ok lester

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Weird layout, bad location, and a low ceiling make for a really lame strip club experience.

The main stage is in a small room with a ridiculously low ceiling. So low in fact, that the dancers are all too tall to do any moves on the pole. So what can they do? Slow dance with the pole. Yeah, that's right. What, exactly, am I paying for here?

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The only reason why I went in last night to Presley's is because my friend along with his group of friends wanted to go in, they have never been inside. With in 4 minutes of being in there and at the bar, this old nasty (a-hole) grabbed one of the guys, wife's butt, when we confronted him about it, he said "I didn't do it, also I know the owner Frank, he is a good friend of mine and I can do what I want in here". The Security came over and got in the middle of us and told the (a-hole) to go to the back patio. We asked him why didn't you kick him out. He said "I already did, but the owner told me to let him back in". The husband went to the back patio and chocked the (a-hole) out. Then we left.

Haschel Cedricson posted:

And for the same place:

Darth123123 posted:

Why do so many of the strip clubs make/sell food? Are they inspected like regular? Pop in inspections would be fun.

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