Club Review: Super Sexe (Montreal)
Yesterday I had my hair done… freshly blondified, cut and straightened… so Zod and I decided to go for a night on the town. The original plan included going out for a nice meal, but as the day progressed we realized that if we did go out for dinner, we would only arrive at the restaurant around 9pm. So, instead we ordered in and got dressed for the after-party… our field trip to a local strip club.
Now, I’ve been to Chez Parée before, so instead of going there again we decided to try something else… like Super Sexe. After slipping the bouncer a retarded amount of money, we were seated right in front of the stage (my favorite place to sit).
Most of the performances were pretty boring; the first was a skinny Paris Hilton cheap reject, the second was a hot brunette (’hot’ because she had a similar body type to moi, of course), the third was a skanky-looking Asian chick who was great at horizontal floorwork and then there were a few more girls who looked like they could walk around… yay. Nothing much caught my attention until this plain-Jane chick got on the stage wearing a tank top and boyshorts. She had her hair tied up in a messy bun and she wasn’t even wearing any makeup… but she blew everyone away with her talent. When I first saw her I noticed her ass wasn’t much to look at… but did she ever make up for it! This girl was doing chin ups and crunches on the ceiling bars, hanging upside down on a pole supported only by one leg, stripping while swinging violently upside down from the ceiling bars, jumping down into splits and (my favorite) her choice of music ROCKED!!! She was wonderful… and she more than made up for the shitty performances of the other dancers… I mean walkers…
Just before we left, there was a live lesbian performance on stage which was pretty good. Unfortunately one of the chicks was pretty old looking (not a bad body… although she did have a strage wrinkly back). I would have gladly accepted a lap dance from the brunette in the mix.
However, after the lesbian act it was downhill… it was as if the women kept getting more and more voluptuous, and well I tend to like women who have the same body-type as me. There was something called an “Erotic Bed” at the club, but Zod and I didn’t bother this time… instead, we went home to our own Erotic Bed and finished the night in style…
I hope to report on more strip clubs in the future… perhaps we’ll have to go to a strip club everytime we travel… is that a good incentive to go traveling with me, Zod?