Let me tell you why you should let your man go to the NUDIE bar, because men need to be men sometimes and do all the things that women remove from them in order to make society work. But sometimes men need to revert, they need to bond with other men in order to feel that they still have, if not ownership, usage rights over their balls.

Not all men want to go to NUDIE bars. But I think, if we were to take an honest sample of men, say for example in the health club locker room, when the KNOW that no women are around to tell on them and rat them out to their women, I think you would find then men, in fact, love to look at naked women and given the opportunity to do so, say with a group of guys, they would.

But I am here to tell them women out there that they have nothing to worry about from the women at the NUDIE bar. Stripping is as fake as professional wrestling, acrylic nails, and the all-chocolate-diet. The dancers wouldn’t even give most of the guys the time of day, on the street; to them this is a job and nothing else. All that goes on is for price of a few five-dollar tips; they will look them squarely in the eyes and fake it. You wouldn’t think a man would have had enough of women faking it for him, but apparently not. Five minutes before they get on stage they could be filling their nails but then they have to “go dance” and be sexy. How is that possible? Well its not.

I encourage all women to go and check it out for themselves, with or without their mates, but for those of you who feel that you can’t be a feminist and go, I can give you an overview of what happens. Women who would rather be answering phones in an office or studying for finals take their clothes off and dance in funny off-tempo stripper dance. This strange dance is similar to how old men dance at weddings, completely off beat and like their shoes is too tight for them. It is supposed to look sexy, but just looks like their feet hurting.

The men ogle the new dancer on the stage for a few minutes and then one by one line up to offer her money. The men stand in front of her for 30 seconds, she fakes it for a bit by pretending that she is all sexy and not bored out of her mind, she may bend over and toss her hair back or she might show him her “little cat, ” or whatever her gimmick is, and then sit down. About ten guys will line up and by then her songs are over and she sits down and the next girl comes up, and this is my favorite part, cleans the mirror behind her. After she leaves the stage, she walks around the room and shakes hands with all the guys, she gets a tip from each one, hopefully, and she places it in her garter, or he might get to do that. Which is the closest your man will ever come to touching a stripper and the closest she comes to wanting to touch the guys.

I have a close friend who is married with children and he loves to go to the NUDIE bar downtown, so much so he refers to it as the down town office. Being a lesbian, I don’t see anything particularly wrong with going to NUDIE bars. I think that I have been to all of them in town and it is pretty much the same.

What usually happens is that I know most of the women there from the lesbian bar and they end up hitting on me. Once we had a front row seat and 7 out of the 10 strippers came over to our table, ignoring my male friend who had a pile of 5-dollar bills in front of him and hit on me. They have no interest in your guy all they want is the money and for they guys to leave so they can go to their boyfriends or girlfriends, put on sweatpants and watch a movie.

Sometimes a man just has to be a man and this is a controlled safe (thanks to the REALLY BIG bouncers) for him to pretend you don’t have his balls in a jar at home. If your man wants to go to the NUDIE bar LET HIM! You have a golden opportunity here to be the coolest wife in history (or if you are not his wife yet, this will certainly cinch the deal.