A buddy of mine comes here...

A buddy of mine comes here when he's in town from ny and swears on its "tourist attraction" or I should say satisfaction. We sit on the rail as if it were the front row seats to my fav concert. I knew a drink purchase was required upon entry so I just ordered a coke or Pepsi (didn't drink it )but wasn't gonna cry about it like everyone else, I can't see how a man could possibly be at a nude strip club with top notch women strolling by looking for a bite and still have the" I can buy two cases for that price" attitude. If that's you man, go somewhere to get a 50 cent drink and 4 dollar chick!! This place is surely on the cover of the BEST KEPT SECRET PLACES magazine( if there were one)