Made the mistake of actually using the bathroom in a very seedy one as the club next door was wall-to-wall bodies (i.e. big show that night).

There was some "business" going on in the single stall right next to the urinal and they left the door open. I'll be damned if there wasn't a couple of guys waiting their turn to get in that stall too!

I felt ackward and a tad disgusted. I was on their turf though so whatever. I peed and left.

I've been to a couple. My girlfriend lives in boystown here in Chicago, around the corner from Roscoe and Halsted, and that neighborhood can be like one giant gay dance club any given night of the week after 10 PM. I've left her place at like 1 am on a Tuesday and there are tens of people lined up outside of Roscoe's or Hydrate waiting to get in.

As a side note, I don't think I know any women that live in an urban area that don't have several gay male friends. Unless they just don't have friends period.

Andrew L. wrote:

sunlore wrote:
I really got an idea about what a lot of girls must experience going to bars. It was good for that.

Yeah, I agree. But it can be fun/okay. My problem is I end up being a tease.

yeah, it's simultaneously awesome and creepy when you get so overtly hit on (something straight dudes hardly ever have happen to them, duh). it's like, whoa, that dude wants to fuck me! and ewww, that dude wants to fuck me....

seeing shows at the cell block is awesome for this type of experience.

I've been to a gay night at a club in Hull called 'Lasers', where all the gay men are married by day.

I also used to go to a gay pub in Hull called The Old Black Boy, where they used to do all-night lock-ins. The backroom there had loads of ephemera from the slave trade hanging from the ceiling--collars, chains, spikes and bridles. The walls were covered with racist caricatures of black people. It had a weird vibe to say the least. Hull has a connection to the emancipationist William Wilberforce.

I once the did a pub quiz in a gay pub, where all of the questions were about ballet and opera. The compére kept leaning over and giving me the answers. He then whispered to me that I'd have to pay 'The Forfeit' if I won the quiz.

A friend of mine swore that he once saw gays vs. dykes bar-fight in the Student Union bar at the University of Lancaster. I'd pay good money to witness such a brawl.

Andrew L. wrote:
Yeah, I agree. But it can be fun/okay. My problem is I end up being a tease.

Me too, I've got a face gay guys go for. My wifey get pissed off at me because I kinda flirt with our gay friend's boyfriends.

All in good fun, I'm no fan of cock.

just once. like steve said, it was a fugazi show.

My band played in gaybars a couple of times, once or twice. It wasn´t a great succes, though.

This thread should've been named "Pole for Straight Guys".

I have been to a few gay bars. Their beer selection is usually not very good.

Gramsci wrote:

DrAwkward wrote:

Rimbaud III wrote:But sort out the damn music my gay brothers. Sort out that damn music.

This is why i don't go to gay clubs on a regular basis. The dance music is abysmal!

But when i have gone to La Cage in Milwaukee, i have enjoyed myself thoroughly. It's a fun place!

My band once played a show at the Stinger Club, a gay bar in Brooklyn. We had to finish the show by 11 because that was when karaoke started.

God awful, always. I have gay friends that are into good music that can't go to gay bars due to the terrible music.

You know the kind... OOOoommf OOOoommf OOOoommf OOOoommf Ommmfa OOOoommf OOOoommf OOOoommf

You have to fool yourselves into liking crap for the evening. And, really, is it that hard? I can deal with a little Cheryl Lynn if it means I'm gonna "armchair" with a couple of groovy dudes.

H-GM wrote:You have to fool yourselves into liking crap for the evening. And, really, is it that hard? I can deal with a little Cheryl Lynn if it means I'm gonna "armchair" with a couple of groovy dudes.

"Armchair"?
Please translate this new verb for me.