Reviews

Had the dubious pleasure of viewing Tara, Asia and Layla in this pathetic outpost of Grunge. One of them was so drunk she tumbled onto the stage while selecting her songs at the juke. Spent…

Ten custies and three dancers on an early Mon afternoon. Nice neighborhood vibe, chatty bartender easy on the eyes. Flashing of the naughty bits seems de riguer here, though some are more flamboyant than others.…

An earlier reviewer noted only four dancers on a recent weekday. There were over twenty on Wed aft and at least eighteen of them were VHQ (very high quality) imports-new young and eager. Was in…

Amazing how one authentic and personable dancer can kick a rating up a couple notches; was the end of her 8 hour shift, must have had better places to go (like home) but she sidled…

The closed road (one of the main drags to/from Atlantic City)right in front of the place is down for the next year and a half and could doom this place. It's a shame because the…

Typical Jersey in the boonies joint. Blue collar, fair number of brothers (and a couple sisters dancing), a pool table, one plasma, weak (but cheap) beer selection, 3 of the 5 dancers passably thin…

I liked the digs (old stone colonial style two story hidden up top a cul-de-sac) but four out of five dancers left me cold-long legs, flat (or flabby) asses and a few too many rings…

A weaker monger may have succumbed to the entreaties of April, Sue Ellie and Rayne (the only barside handi-wiper of the bunch) on this medium busy day before the Turkey, but I held out for…

If your need eights and nines for your viewing pleasure S&T is not your place-these are down and dirty local area Philly girls-some a little long in the tooth and packing a few extra roast…

Hadn't been in in years-since a re-model. Nickel cover. Nothing on tap and extremely weak beer selection-five and a half for an (ice cold) Yuengling. Comfortable rectangular bar-lappers through saloon type doors to separate room.…

Under the circumstances the seven dollar cover the 'tender asked for at quarter to six today was like a poke in the eye with a sharp stick. Lifeless, empty, depressing. Toilet was filthy with a…

Place is reaching the popularity saturation point. Nowhere to park mid-day, stocked with more willing women than ever crawling all over you with their hands in your pockets among other places. But their hunger and…