I like it here. I'm...

I like it here. I'm enough of a reg I can recite most of the bartenders names; which are all kind of generic, so I'm not violating privacies. Lisa, Mo, Erin, Jamie. They are all highly qualified to make my drink of choice; Long Island Ice Teas. I've gotten to know a lot of the girls. (to the extent a stripper will let their guard down and let you enter at least a portion of their real emotional lives) Every single girl I've met has been good natured, engaging and friendly. And pretty, all in their own ways. (And I am well aware the main, if not solitary, reason they like me is cuz that's how they earn their living. I'm perfectly fine with transactional mutual exploitation. I get that.) <br>

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Frankly, my solitary beef with the club is not the dancers, it's the nature of the labor relations. If there ever is such a thing as a stripper union, (As probable as Obama appointing Rush Limbaugh as White House Chief of Staff) it will originate as a result of the efforts of all the dancers that have ever worked here.<br>

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Oh, one other complaint. There's not nearly enough black dancers here. Some of us like pretty black girls, too. Oh, and every single brazilian that's ever worked here is a goddess. And the hispanic and asian girls are worthwhile, also. A little sparse on Eskimo's, native American's and Aborigines, but, this isn't the United Nations. <br>