Upon entering Planet Rock I was...

Upon entering Planet Rock I was entranced by the enticing aromas of shame and emancipation. Greeted by the radiant smile of the bouncer/DJ/announcer, the $10 cover charge and black light enhanced atmosphere what quite reminiscent of an Uncle's soft touch on a warm summer's eve. The first dancer was a metaphorical reminder of a wet dream doused in the smell of a dirty sock lost in a homeless man's asshole for a week She also possessed pole skills that could only be perfected through a lack of self esteem obtained through her 7 years of high school cheerleading. The second dancer, from afar, could have easily been confused for Hedwig from angry inch if wasn't for her obvious belly extrusion from a recent pregnancy. The 3rd dancer, though polite, received bonus points for effort and ability to hide the extensive track marks behind hormonal replacement therapy induced acne.