Sometimes I wonder why I subject...

Sometimes I wonder why I subject myself to what which I know full well I won't enjoy. But alas, another episode of self-abuse unfolded Saturday afternoon at Joy's.

There were about 5 customers and 3 dancers, though one of the strippers was large enough to bump the stripper total to 6. We'll go with 6.

To be fair, the bartender was prompt and friendly and $3.50 bottled domestics was appreciated. As I settled in to watch some college football, a legitimate 8 walked in, went to the dressing room, reappeared 20 minutes later and immediately sat down with a 70something man who was clearly waiting for her. The one decent looking girl in the club never got up from that table so one would assume that lots of cash was flowing - in one direction.