Comments by McKigney

A dancer in Toledo had the DJ play The Golden Girls theme for her stage set. Got some good laughs from the audience for that.

I was wearing a Twilight Zone t-shirt at a lower end club a couple of years ago. A very lovely young thing came by to say "ooh, I love that. I'm a big fan of the movies." "Wait, you're a fan of the Twilight Zone? You seem too young to even know what that is." "Yeah, I just love vampires!" I didn't want to explain that The Twilight Zone and Twilight are very different things, so I just smiled and went with it.

Hope you have fun... but seriously, avoid Keeders.

No worries, hon, everybody has bad days. It was a pleasure to get to know you a little, and I hope today is better for you.

The worst club I've ever been to is a pit called Keeders Show Bar in Jackson, Michigan, which I visited several years ago. I walked in, looked around, considered turning around but somehow didn't. It's kind of a shabby place, dingy and gloomy. There was a shiny new digital jukebox on the wall that seemed out of place. The woman at the bar fetched me a warm can of Budweiser, and I swiveled my barstool to face the empty stage. That's when a very pregnant young lady approached and said hi, placing herself between my knees, pushing her very swollen belly against me. IIRC, she was actually not bad looking, but I definitely remember desperately hoping her water wouldn't break. I couldn't bring myself to tell her to get lost, but I'm sure I was giving off uncomfortable vibes. There was only one other patron in the place, a very large, sloppy old guy sitting at a table, talking to a matronly, pear-shaped older woman, who I figured was the house mom. Nope. After a few minutes she went to the jukebox, selected some songs, and got on stage to dance. That's when I noticed another woman at the end of the bar. She looked ancient, and reminded me vaguely of Popeye. Maybe she was Popeye's grandmother. She kept looking my way and smiling, and eventually she stubbed out her cigarette, sauntered over to me and my pregnant visitor, and let me know that she would be happy to join the two of us in the back room "for some fun." I'm proud to say I managed to keep my lunch down. The pregnant dancer told her to go away, and she did. Then preggers seductively suggested to me that we could do some dances. Since I didn't feel like delivering a baby, I declined, said I had to be going, and quickly walked out of that weird place into the real world. Sometimes I think about going back to Jackson for a visit just to make sure I didn't imagine the whole place.

That's a fair question. I'd have to say just the inside of Flight Club, and that's it.

Because you girls never fill out the questionnaires I hand you.

I was wearing a black T-shirt with the words "The Twilight Zone" in that iconic jagged font that's used in the intro to the TV show. A petite young dancer stopped me to say "ooh, I love your shirt!" Impressed with such a young girl's knowledge of classic television programs, I said, "oh, cool, are you a fan?" "Oh yeah, Twilight is my favorite movie. I'm into vampires!" "No, that's not... y'know what? Me too." And then I bit her.

No clue, I rarely venture into Henry's.

I saw her on stage yesterday as well, and you're right, she's quite a vision. Glad one of us got to get dances from her.

I know exactly who you're talking about, and she's probably my favorite dancer ever. I need to make a trip there soon.

Salem is gorgeous, but her dances are lackluster, sadly. It's too bad, because I really like her. And $40 per dance is ridiculous.

Htxx: I didn't notice any kind of accent.

If any admins can delete this, I'll redo the whole thing. I can't get rid of it.

Strange that some of the paragraphs repeated. I'll re-submit if I can figure out how to delete this.

Kelsey is great. I need to make my way out to Jackson again soon.

Allow me to rephrase: I couldn't tell if there was anyone in the shack or not.

Not sure if this is a stripper cliche or not, but I don't recall ever seeing a dancer's phone that didn't have a cracked screen.

Thank you for the info, it's appreciated. I will definitely remember that.

Now I want to hear about the worst visit!

I'm not saying this story isn't true. All I'm saying is that I don't care if it's true or not; what a hilarious story! Thanks for the laugh, sir.

I was there last year and although I wasn't ripped off, I sure didn't have a good time. Thanks for letting me know this place isn't worth giving another shot.

Clearly this doesn't mean ALL entertainers, as the girls at FC don't exhibit those characteristics. Also, the things I mentioned don't mean a woman is "trash," and I think it's terrible for you to assume that. It just means the lights get dimmed. Misandrist.

"Elizabeth was dancing on the stage, not my type but tipped her and exchanged our names." Wait, so now your name is Elizabeth?

Yes, Gracie's a blonde, or she was when she used to work at Criket.