First I gotta say that I...

First I gotta say that I have never been in a stranger strip club. The good points are that the bartender is friendly and pours a good stiff cheap cocktail, the place is reasonably clean, and the music's not too loud. The weird part is that it was like watching a bunch of your work buddies tired, fat, work worn wives stripping. I don't want to be cruel, but why would anybody want to watch women who are in as bad condition as the poor wretches they're married to take off their clothes? There were about a half dozen females working, (the word girls does NOT apply here)and I have never seen so much saggy, blue white, tattoo covered cellulite. One gal's beer gut overhang her G-string enough to obscure it. One had a prominent caesarian scar bisecting her middle. None of the women were any better than a 2. Men of Southeast Portland Unite! Demand hotter chicks at your clubs! Pitiful Princess- well named!