Been in a few, by inertia more than choice. Walking the wrong way at the right time and all.
The strangest was in a strip club in Ensenada Mexico. I used to go to Mexico a couple weekends a month in my youth. Me and my friends went to a particular club for the cheap drinks, the occasional pleasant visual aesthetics, and strange goings on - not for the extra-curricular activity.
We also went for the humor of watching other patrons coordinate, umm, "teamwork." Some of the humor was from the fact that 3 out of 10 "girls" were *ahem* not girls.
After a few visits we came to be casual friends with the owners (one plump young gay man and his lover an older female impersonator) and a few of the girls. Well about eight eighteen year old blonde surfer dudes from Newport Beach CA showed up one night and proceeded to drink themselves into uglier Americans than they were while sober - though that was not an easy job. Then they began manhandling the girls - and when the questionable gender issue came up they freaked out.
Drunken stupidity, youth, arrogance, naivete, and embarrassment combined with surfer dudes. Altogether they became a little blond frothing pile of punks hurling abuse and insults at a couple girls who actually happened to be girls.
My cousin, in a most chivalrous manner, invited the young chaps to leave. At which point a beer bottle emerged at high velocity from the little gang and split my cousin's ear open. So, with injury having been added to insult, we all rose and - in a rather exuberant, physical, and eminently convincing fashion - encouraged the youthful blondies to exit.
We still laugh at the memory of one young man scuttling crab-like up the stairs to the exit on all fours and his backside, face up. It was, at the time, the most expeditious way for the inebriated fellow to flee, cover his butt, and keep an eye on my gentle giant of a cousin (who was not feeling gentle at the time).
The evening ended with the surfer dudes being plucked from the doorway, one at a time on exiting, by the Policia. And our jolly company enjoyed free drinks and gratitude for some time to come.
I actually have a photo of us early in the evening, and we don't look very dangerous - do we?