I really don't think it matters where you are geographically - everybody has a strip club story. Whether you're the guy who hits Scabby's Caberet by the airport once every few months or the fool who drops hundreds weekly in Ginger and Destiny's g-string while getting ten minute lap dances. It all ends the same. Sure, you may get a snail-trail on each knee from the gals but what does that do for you in the grand scheme? Nada. You’re just lighter in the wallet and more than likely yanking your crank later to Red-Tube until you burst blood vessels in your melon. Either way, whether you’re stripper addict or a regular joe the "stripper" is a fascinating creature. Why not combine strippers with the undead? Sean Skelding felt it was prudent to do so by creating the trashy top-less flesh-eating terrors in Cheezy Flix's Stripperland! Does this not sound like a recipe for craptacularness? Let’s have look see!Buy Stripperland!
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