Hole in the...

Hole in the wall, dumpy, whorehouse. And that's just my impression from walking in. After being patted down by the sizable bouncer and getting my required one drink at the bar I took a seat on a couch that looks like it's been there from around the time the place was still Hollywood East. Pretty interesting set up, what with the disco laser light show coming from somewhere around the dj's booth and a really tall pole that, unless you're seated directly at the stage, you can't even come close to seeing the top of. At least they got rid of those god awful Christmas lights on the front of the building that I've been passing for years. Waitress was nice, a little pushy but that's to be expected. Backed off a bit once I bought a few girls one of their required drinks for the night. Sad to say but honestly that's the best part of the few hours I spent there.

Within minutes of my arrival I had a dancer approach me. Great right? Except I could smell the weed from a good yard away and, on her approach, it didn't get much better. I honestly would prefer the weed smell to the body odor. Not a bad looking girl, I always have been partial to Latinas which is probably why I was trying to give her the benefit of the doubt. Bought her a drink, tried to have a little chat so I wouldn't be deemed "the asshole that just walked in" by saying I wasn't interested, but all that happened was me being solicited to come to the vip and "have a little fun". Not that I have anything against that kind of fun but if you've talked to me for around 5 minutes and are already asking me if I have a condom, chances are, you're not the type of girl I want to use it on. Went downhill from there. Tipped a few girls on stage, bought a few drinks, and got the hell out of there. I kept trying to find some redeeming quality and/or stripper in the place and there very well may be, just not for me. One plus side, if you happen to find a girl that is decent in this place, the 3 for 40's seem like a pretty good deal.