The Turkish and Russian Bathhouse on 10th Street, where I met a friend last night, is a lot less gay than it sounds...
Well, we did strip down to our underwear, hang out in dark rooms, get really, really sweaty, and let some Turkish guy give us a "Palatsa" (spelled phonetically), which is basically a massage that involves beating you about your torso with sticks.
So maybe it's actually GAYER than it sounds. Hmmmmm...
In any event, you sweat your fucking face off. I left feeling dazed and, I shit you not, woke up two pounds lighter.
As if I'm NOT going back...
Well, we did strip down to our underwear, hang out in dark rooms, get really, really sweaty, and let some Turkish guy give us a "Palatsa" (spelled phonetically), which is basically a massage that involves beating you about your torso with sticks.
So maybe it's actually GAYER than it sounds. Hmmmmm...
In any event, you sweat your fucking face off. I left feeling dazed and, I shit you not, woke up two pounds lighter.
As if I'm NOT going back...
mitska:
So gay, but hey, at least you had a good time AND you lost some weight! 
mitska:
YES!! Gay sweat fest here I come!!