I feel compelled to write this...

I feel compelled to write this review to offset an earlier pretty positive one I wrote for this club. I had that decent visit so I decided to go back on a Friday about 6 pm.

OMG - was this the same club? There may have been a half dozen dancers but I only saw four. The first one who came over was short & stocky with died blond hair and homely as a mud fence. On top of all that, she had a raspy old whore kind of voice and she creeped me out - and they've got to be pretty skeevy to do that! With her heavy make-up and truck-driver style she could have been a dude! This was definitely a no-go and I let her down easy, telling her I wasn't staying long tonight.

Next up was a tall, shapely chick with a hot body who had been on stage dancing while Tugboat Annie had me cornered earlier. Once the old blond hag left, the hot chick came over, opened her mouth, and phase two of the club visit from Hell commenced. This chick was either hit in the head with a 2X4 and knocked loopy or she was friggin' high as a kite at 6pm! When she tried to look at me, her eyes would roll back into her head and I was looking at whites - she was nodding out right in front of me, rubbing my cock through my pants and trying to get something going. She never said one sentence that I understood. Some guys may go for the out-of-it drugged-up whore type, but not me. Luckily, the blond hag, who had been sitting with a fat old, smelly looking geezer, swung by and said she had to steal Courtney Love away to do a sexy twosome dance for the old boy, and I was never happier! Don't worry - we'll be back, they said, and I thought "Don't worry, I'll be GONE!".