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Does Anyone Else Hate Going to Nightclubs?

After watching Howie Mandel last week on 20/20 reveal his near-crippling level of obsessive compulsive disorder (to promote his new book Here’s the Deal: Don’t Touch Me), where his fear of germs keeps him from handling dollar bills or touching anyone’s hands (including his own kids’), no fear of interacting physically with other people sounds too extreme. Even Paul (aka GayComicGeek) here, who dreads hitting clubs for any number of reasons, including the fact that people are going to touch him. Which is, of course, what happens when you go to bars, gay or straight, and sometimes it’s a welcome grab, though usually it’s an unsolicited — and unwanted — feel. And we can understand Paul’s anxiety, because some guys are diiiirty.