Was this just a city thing? I think this was on its way out when I came of theoretical drinking age. I recall not understanding it, then someone explaining that it was a 92% a prostitution cover, and then I was like "oh, I get it."

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I never thought they were actual hookers. It was just a way to turn your local dive bar into a strip club for an evening. I remember going to one at some shithole on Northwest Highway near Bryn Mawr.

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Anybody here seen my old friend Bobby?
Can you tell me where he's gone?
I thought I saw him walkin' up to The Hill
With Elon, Tulsi, and Don

I went to The Squeeze Inn back in the late 90s for a fashion show and it was better than any strip club I ever went to.

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Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be.

Much like Sam, by the time I was old enough to start going to bars I never heard of it again. I'm sure the cops frowned on turning a bar into a strip club for a night.

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The skanks would try to sell the crap they were wearing. Hence, "fashion show".

I assumed they were just trying to sell a $20 handy in the back room.

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Lake and Union Tap. Also MANY establishments in Berwyn / Cicero ( duh !!)

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It aint the six minutes. Its what happens in those six minutes.

Lake and Union Tap. Also MANY establishments in Berwyn / Cicero ( duh !!)

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Proud member of the white guy grievance committee

It aint the six minutes. Its what happens in those six minutes.

Something like that, from what I gather. Before I was old-looking-enough (18) to go into the local dive bars, I heard a few used to have these. They'd "raffle" a woman off. Kind of an exercise in grossness.

You should be familiar with The Nutbush on Taylor back in the day. I was working the summer as a laborer at SICP and the building engineers would go there for the Friday lunch and fashion show. They didn't ask me to join them.

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O judgment! Thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason.

Was trying to remember the name. That bar looks like a basement. Pretty fun. Strippers were fine, nothing special.

I remember it as a strip club type thing. Sell raffle tickets to win the outfit and some young girls make cash. I assume there was an "organizer" that got a fee from the owner and the owner sold a lot more beer and shots on a Tuesday?

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Elections have consequences.

They still have em.. I hit 2 on the SS on occasion.

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We've heard.

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I have always sincerely loved the fact that in certain neighborhoods of "Chicagoland" it is still, stubbornly, 1986. I was talking to a guy from Shiller Park tonight that I swear to God i think just got unfrozen .

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Peep's in Arlington Heights was one of those little 1986 time warps. '85 Bears stuff on the wall, the old Vienna Beef/Kronos posters, same lady at the counter, even the music always seemed to be from the '80s. I miss that place.

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I thought Peeps was in Bridgeport?

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I had an interest in law get pinched at one on a pandering charge . He claimed to just be dj-ing.

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There are only two examples of infinity: The universe and human stupidity and I'm not sure about the universe.

I was 13 years old in 1983. I think that Mexican food was just starting to get introduced and popular at that time in white suburban areas. One of my friends had gone out with his parents to a Mexican joint in Chicago Ridge, on 111th St, just west of Central, across the street from the cemetery. He came back raving about the place because they had bottomless Cokes and unlimited chips and salsa which were a big deal when you are 13. We had a day off from school coming up (not a real holiday, some bullshit teacher institute day or something) so 5 or 6 of us decided we would ride our bikes over to the mexican restaurant for lunch. Turns out that they have a fashion show going on and the place is full of laborers on lunch break with women in lingerie walking around. Regardless, they seat us and we get our cokes and chips and order food. I assume the women must have been under strict orders to approach every table, because they came over and modeled the lingerie for us, etc. I don't recall that any sexual favors were offered, but its also possible that they were and I had no idea what the fuck they were talking about. In any case, I still have vivid memories of that day. One of the greatest meals of my life.

BTW this works great in Kevin' Arnold's inner monologue OR Morgan Freeman's voice.

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"Bart! Stop doing that."

I remember that actually being a good restaurant.

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Elections have consequences.

back when I was 13 that would have been more than enough for a "getting to know myself" session that lasted the entire day

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O judgment! Thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason.