Ok, I'll admit I went on...

Ok, I'll admit I went on a weeknight, when outside temps in Vegas were near freezing. That said, I preferred the cold walk to the club over the lack-luster experience in the club. No cover, ok. inexpensive beer, ok. Two very plain girls made up as much as they could be, but still not attractive. The one dancer I bought a dance from had a nice enough personality, but bitched about being blacklisted from other clubs, rather than focusing on my enjoyment. It's almost too cheap a shot to mention her unfortunate, but prominent surgical scars on each breast. I left disappointed. Might be better on a weekend, but I doubt it. Unless you are just about broke and stranded at a nearby hotel, go somewhere else!