Let’s face it; Bottoms Up is...

Let’s face it; Bottoms Up is basically a dump. It’s small; only room for about 20 customers. It’s shabby; you set on worn out bar stools at tables that wobble. The bathroom is horrible; there’s a shower curtain for a toilette stall and a utility sink to wash your hands. There’s no D.J. All five of the customers in the club were old dudes over 60. They don’t serve booze. They close at midnight. There is no party atmosphere. You have to pay the house $20 to go to the VIP for three songs and another $20 to the dancer. The VIP only has six small booths. The girls don’t cover up when walking the floor. There’s a $10 that gets you in and two cokes. And you have to push a buzzer to get into the front door. With all that said, I think this place just became one of my all time favorite clubs! You see, I’m one of those older dudes and I appreciate a place where the music isn’t loud, there are no drunk ass holes, the girls and the customers are respectful; a place where you can sit with a full nude cutie on your lap having a pleasant conversation while stroking her tits and ass! The reviews below are accurate; the girls run the gambit of sizes, colors, looks and ages with plenty of contact for a $5 table dance, but no extras and no hustle. It’s not a place to get smashed and party all night; it’s a place to hang out for an hour or two and enjoy the company. Be discrete with your flask and no one will bother.