Eventually, it had to be done in Tulsa too. Clark Matthews researched Oklahoma City’s Sleaziest Locations, and now it’s time to deliver Tulsa’s. Since I don’t have a team of people to do research, I am my only nominee. Yes, I risked my life to bring you Tulsa’s Sleaziest Locations. These are places in Tulsa that no one should set foot into. There are places listed below, I did not set foot into:
These motels are safe havens for registered sex offenders. Sex offenders are required to live outside a 2,000-foot radius of schools, parks, playgrounds and daycare centers. Apparently, these are one of the few housing units that fall in that guideline. With more than 50 live-in sex offenders, they can easily share raping and molesting tips. I took the photo from Google maps, rather than taking it myself. I couldn’t venture to West Tulsa. I feared I would be sexually offended.
Finally, a place where I can buy a used mattress that’s lying on the asphalt of a parking lot. Whatever useless crap you need, you can find it there. Billy Ray Cyrus albums? Got it. Rare Beanie Babies? Got it. Infectious diseases? Got it. Only one place in Tulsa is dirtier, and it’s not the landfill. The dirtiest location happens to be number one on this list.
I’m not sure what it is about West Tulsa and sex offenders, but dog sex-aficionados, Donald Roy Seigfreid and Diane Sue Whalen, live west. They’re the Tulsa couple that taped themselves having sex with their dogs. I have a picture of their house, but I couldn’t bring myself to post it. If you want to see their house go to Google maps and type in 1515 S. 77th W. Ave, Tulsa. Click the street view. There’s nothing illegal here. The address is on the court record, which you can read here.
Avoid this whole street. Avoid this whole area. It’s considered “Historic,” which normally translates into “a really old, run-down, section of town that should be demolished and by adding the word “˜Historic’ gives the residents a tiny shred of pride in their neighborhood.” After I took this photo, I jumped in my car and turned right. I discovered this neighborhood also has the highest ratio of couches in the front yard per family.
ORU, during the Richard Roberts era. Anyone who allegedly uses university funds for family trips to the Bahamas, with the university jet; allegedly remodels their home 11 times in 14 years with college funds; and allegedly spends tens of thousands of university dollars on clothing, while claiming to be a man of God, is sleaze in my book. Roberts said he is innocent. Roberts resigned because no bigger action proclaims innocence such as a resignation.
The giant hands are also creepy.
On the top ten reasons to visit Tulsa, Historic Route 66 Prostitutes was number ten. There’s that word again, “Historic.” The same area is number five on Tulsa’s sleaziest locations. This area is packed with prostitutes and meth labs. There is also a boy’s home nearby so when DHS children run away, they can learn new skills.
There are many gentlemen’s clubs to choose for this list. It was a toss up among Cloud Nine, Tabu, and The Landing Strip. Cloud Nine has it’s “Leggs and Eggs” buffet. That worries me. I wouldn’t want to find a pube in my eggs. Tabu was close. Tulsa police arrested a man visiting Tabu because he left his children in the car. The winner for the sleaziest strip bar is The Landing Strip, simply because it’s across the street from Tulsa’s sleaziest location and a couple of blocks west of The Great American Flea Market.
Nearly 30 percent of all births in Oklahoma are from teens 17-years-old and younger. My uncle Stan says, “you’re welcome.”
It’s not necessarily the park I find sleazy; it’s the management behind it. The water is clean and the slides are safe-ish. However, they have a habit of not replacing rotten wood, not paying their rent, not buying insurance and making shady deals with the Tulsa Fair Board. Sleazy, sleazy, sleazy.
The Wal-Mart located at 207 S. Memorial, across the street from The Landing Strip and west of The Great American Flea Market. This is the dirtiest, nastiest, sleaziest location in Tulsa, and I’m sure the most disgusting Wal-Mart in the company. It’s also off “Historic” Route 66, and you know what “Historic” means. You will truly never understand the suffering or pain felt unless you personally shop at this location. I quoted myself as saying, “I grab a shopping cart. Goo oozes through my fingers. I’m not sure if it’s layers of handsweat, snot or semen.” My experience at this Wal-Mart is what started my blog. This is the Wal-Mart that raped my soul.
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