This had to be the most...

This had to be the most lily-white club that I've ever been to. Imagine the strip club in every bad cliche ridden teen spring break/summer vacation comedy and you'll get an idea of Sugar Shack. This place is a whole different club than the one I visited several years ago. Maybe it was my fault for going on a Saturday night, but I've been to clubs on the weekends at night and have had a great time. Overcrowdedness, horrible service and partying with your mom is no way to run a strip club, son.

I got there a little after 11 PM and parked in the fairly crowded gravel lot. The loud and intoxicated bachelorette party smoking outside (they have male dancers stripping downstairs) should have been my indication to leave. Nevertheless, I was already parked and made my way in. There was a ferrari parked out front (another bad sign) and several douchebag frat guys trying to pick up some of the bachelorette party girls. At that point, before I even entered, I could tell it was going to be an uneventful night. Upon entering I paid a $10 cover charge (not bad at all for a Saturday night) and the suited up bouncer informed me that, since I was alone, he only had seats at the bar. I told him 'fine'. He unhooked the velvet rope (seriously!) and let me in. The place was wall to wall PACKED. I found one seat wayyyyyy at the end of the bar that was right by the entrance to the club. I must have sat there for 15 minutes and not once did the bartender come down and ask me for a drink. And none of the girls made their way over either. Fortunately, I was able to see the stage show.

The girl dancing was a very fit enhanced blonde that got totally naked for the hoard of wolves around the stage. The stage was so small that there was no room for me to go up and tip her since all the seats were filled. The next girl was another fit white girl (too fit for me. She had abs and big biceps) who got the guys throwing money. Then, a black dancer came out and, I'm not making this up, danced to Jungle Boogie by Kool & The Gang. I'm not sure if that was her choice, but the uncomfortable looks from around the club were priceless. Only in Wisconsin!