The Thunder from Down Under, and Tiffany... as in the mall-singing "I think We're Alone Now" 80s Tiffany.
I love the fact that all the raging homos I know are giddy with excitement over Tiffany but completely blasé, ignorant, or slightly disturbed by the male strippers. Although I suppose when it comes to ripped, oiled and muscled bodies shaking it to arouse, gays here can pretty much (1) look in the mirror, (2) pick any number of bars on a given weekend or (3) just go back to the gym and enjoy the show--none of which require a $100 two drink minimum.
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