It's Biketoberfest, and my buddies screwed...

It's Biketoberfest, and my buddies screwed the pooch and didn't make it. What the hell, I hit Lollipops instead of Molly Browns. $10 cover charge, $6 over-priced beer-like beverage. You still pay $10 for a wristband to go back to the private dance area, and dances are stil $20.

Of course, the girls hit you up for ADDITIONAL tips because they claim that the house takes half the fee. Actually, it takes $5 out of every $20. Some girls also hit you up for more overpriced drinks. The songs are all still cut short at 2 or 2 1/2 minutes. The time you spend walking back to the private area with your girl while a song plays is PART OF YOUR SONG TIME. You're paying $20 for a short song and then not even getting anything for part of it.

If I make it sound horrible, it's not. After all, I still blew a wad on dances tonight. Afterward, I just stood there watching girls on the main stage. Tons of dancers work there. Some hot, some fat. More of the hot variety appear around 10:00 pm or later. While standing there, they'll walk up, grab my crotch and try to get a dance. They'll wrap arms, legs, or whatever else trying to get a dance. That is, until I told them I spent my money. The smarter ones pointed out the in-store ATM, and some mentioned you could get a cash advance from the bartender with no surcharge for the house. I didn't check into that to find out if it was true.