All quiet on the northern front

I visited Mickey's again on a weekday afternoon to see if I could dependably enjoy myself as I did in prior visits. The answer is ... almost. There were five dancers in total that I saw, and anywhere from two to six patrons. The girls walked the bar one or two at a time, dressed in skimpy costumes. In general, they were more than willing to move the costumes aside as you fed them dollar bills so that you could see all the goods. Cans of beer were cheap, so between the cheap crotch shots and the pendulous boobs, what's not to like. I enjoyed a little of Jade, Autumn and April on this visit, and took one of them back for several private dances behind the beaded curtain. These are ten dollars for five minutes, paid in advance to the bartender with some poker chips system I don't understand. Behind the curtains, a lot of mutual touching, anywhere, could be enjoyed, and any dry conditions were promptly and "successfully" addressed. Although none of the girls is a stunner here, Mickey's offers fine value for the money.