Strip Club With His Boys, or a Date With You?

He who can have both is a rich man indeed.

To me this is a no-brainer, but since the author can't speak for all... let's do a Pepsi challenge, shall we?

Comfort:

Strip club - I can talk as loud and as rudely as I please; I can wear whatever I want (per the dress code)

Date - I have to make sure I don't do anything to embarrass you, as we're probably in some expensive (for a recession) restaurant; I had to run out and buy a new shirt after work just to look good for you (you're welcome); I'm petrified that anything I say or do could lead to a "get the pussy FAIL"

     The Edge: Strip club

Full disclosure:

Strip club - 1) I'll already know what she's working with (because she's naked) and 2) I won't have to guess what she wants (hint: it's in my wallet)

Date - I'll have to engage in long conversations on any number of topics (not that I can't but, it's the end of the goddamn day); no matter how cool you are, I won't be to speak plainly and honestly about any topic (unless that topic is how good you look in that dress)

      The Edge: Strip club

Food:

Strip club - The free buffet near the door threatens to complete Moctezuma's Revenge

Date - Fine cuisine, of which my share is an appetizer

     The Edge: Date

Quality:

Strip club - Nowhere else -- except a street corner or a porn set -- is a woman more akin to a pigeon.  From far away these birds are almost cute; up close they look like they've seen every battle since the fall of Baghdad

Date - You took your mother's advice ... and wore Spanx under that hot little number

     The Edge: Date

In the interest of fairness I'll leave it at a tie, but I'm interested to know what you all think.  What are the pros and cons of a date versus a night at the strip club (for a man)?  You can hit my Facebook inbox (Adam Scott Thompson) or email me at ascott1983@yahoo.com.