Simply the Worst

Mr. Deuce is correct-this club is horrible. But I keep hoping for it to get better. It never does. "Why", you ask, "do you still keep going?" I have no rational answer. I keep going there because it was my first club for extras back in the early 1990's, when the girls were mostly hot. The club still was a pit, but with talent, that could be overlooked. I was told the "remodeling" will be underway in a couple of weeks. Why? With this talent, it would be better for the neighborhood to demolish the club and expand the junk yard next door. I still try to go, just in case Deanna and her new boobs are there. Sadly, Deanna and the lesser Jada are never there when I go in. Jada is a bottle jockey, but was cute the last time I saw her. I was approached by Kelsey, a nasty scammer, I declined politely. A huge black girl, Star, was next in the procession. Her caboose was as big as...well...a real caboose! Nope. Third was a girl named Hope. And she was the best of a bad shift. But she was still not up to my picky standards. I decided to leave, passing the never smiling Mia on her way in. Does she have teeth? If I had to pay the $5 cover to see this motley crew, I'd have been really pissed. It only cost me a $6.50 pop, yet I felt somehow violated. I still felt scuzzy afterwards, like I should burn my clothes. I realize this is not a review of a specific dancer, but if it prevents one of our members(!) from wasting a trip, it is worth it.

Regards,

Costanza