Many years ago, I used to travel with a group of friends quite a bit. One time we went to New Orleans for a week. It was my first adult visit to the French Quarter. I was traveling with 3 friends and one of those friends had invited two guys who lived about an hour away from us. It didn't take me long to realize that I knew one of the guys that my friend had invited. He was a guy I used to fight with all the time in the AOL gay chat rooms (this took place that long ago). (I'm going to call him Dick.) Dick was always against other gay men and would bitch about there were no hot men and he only considered himself hot. He often said he was only interested in guys that looked exactly like him. (He was not hot, he was very average in looks, but his attitude made him very ugly.) Whenever he would show up in the AOL chat rooms, he would pick fights and most of the guys in the room would end up fighting with him. This happened many times.
So one night, we were walking around the French Quarter and my friends wanted to go to a bar. We get there and there is a small stage with a stripper pole in the middle of the bar. Turns out that most nights, it was a female strip club, but once a week, they would have male strippers. And obviously it was gay oriented because it was only men in the audience. We were early and had to wait an hour before the show started. It wasn't very busy, so we took a table near the stage. We all ordered beer and were chatting while we waited. One guy kept walking around by himself. He was okay looking, but I did appreciate that he was tall. But we all noticed that Dick was really interested in him. So we kept telling Dick to go talk to him. Dick didn't have the balls to get up and talk to him, so at one point when the tall guy walked by, we called him over. We all kind of moved around so the open spot was right next to Dick. The tall guy sat down and talked to us for a few minutes. We told the tall guy that Dick was interested in him. He smiled at Dick and said he could only talk for a few minutes. He left the table but he told Dick that he would be back later.
The show started, so we all turned our chairs so we could watch the show. The stage was about 3 or 4 feet off the floor, so we had to look up to see the strippers. A few guys had gathered around the stage and their drinks were on the ledge around the stage. The first couple of strippers were okay, nothing special. But then the next one came out and it was the tall guy. And he was awful. He was a horrible dancer and it became obvious that he hadn't done this before. We kept pushing Dick to get up and tip him, but Dick kept pushing his chair further away from the stage and was hiding behind us. The stripper was so bad that nobody got up to tip him. At one point, the tall guy ran from the corner of the stage, jumped at the stripper pole and swung his body around the pole. The problem was he was tall and as he swung around the pole, his feet kicked every drink off the ledge around the stage. Drinks were flying around the bar. Liquid, ice and cups were flying in all directions. Everybody in the bar started laughing. The music stopped and the tall guy left the stage. He tried to stop by the table as he walked towards the back, but Dick was still hiding behind us and it was obvious that he wasn't interested in the tall guy anymore.
After we returned, the next time I saw Dick on AOL, we made peace with each other. I still told him I thought he was an ass, but I no longer felt the need to fight with him. But I did tell him that if he started his usual bullshit in the chatrooms and I saw it, I would openly remind him about "the hot guy" he wanted in New Orleans. I knew he would never want anybody to know that I knew who he was. I did have a talk with my friend that had invited him, turns out my friend didn't know Dick, but had invited Dick's friend (who was cool).