My name is Andy, and I'm a male stripper. Throughout the years, I guesstimate to have performed at over six hundred shows. That includes male revues, bachelorette parties, stripograms, private one on ones, office visits, just about any event that your mind can dream up. Some of these tales are insane; some are even unbelievable at times. While writing this memoir, more than once, I'd sit back and take a break, wondering, "Did that really happen?" When I embarked upon the task of writing out all these adventures, it was difficult for me to rack through my brain and recall details that I believed, at one point, would never erase from my memory. While it does sound tempting to add a little sugar and spice to an already juicy tale, I'm old school in the sense that, to me, nothing tastes better than the real thing. For my selfish reasons alone, I needed to compose these stories as accurately as possible, as the 'wow' factor never trumps authenticity in my book.Without further ado, sit back, pour yourself a hot cup of joe, and enjoy the show. These, my dear friends, are my Tales From The Strip...
