Wasted 45 minutes of my life

Now that the Columbia SC clubs have fallen on their swords instead of mine, it’s time for high mileage devotees to find new stamping grounds. Well Follies in Atlanta and the Inner Room Cabaret in Cocoa Beach are a little too far for a one day jaunt. Therefore, I scoured the reviews for high mileage joints within a 4 hour drive where I could get my joint stroked. The answer is: Jacksonville; there are three clubs, Wackos, Sinsations and the Doll House where reviews suggested serious mileage, but for a price.

This review covers Wackos; and I have also reviewed the Doll House where I had my tubes thoroughly cleaned, and therefore I skipped Sinsations. I only have impressions of Wackos since I left after 45 minutes with plenty of money in my pocket. First I should mention that I don’t give a shit about alcoholic beverages in a SC, and I don’t care about flashing lights, fancy décor, model quality looks, dancing ability, music choices, etc. All I care about are reasonably clean rest rooms and getting my dick cranked.

I arrived around 2:15 pm last Friday afternoon, and the place was hopping with plenty of customers and gals (rating range 3 – 8) prancing around and moving from stage to stage. I sat at one of the tables near the stage on the right hand side of the bar as you enter. First thing I noted at the next table was a big bellied blond with her hand up some redneck’s shorts. After seeing this she immediately lost 50 lbs. in my mind. I tipped her on stage, and asked if she would stop by after her set. She passed by a few moments later, grabbed my crotch briefly, and said she’d be back shortly and disappeared. Therefore, I moved along first to a heavily tatted girl with large naturals, who fogged my glasses with them as I tipped her on stage. She disappeared as well. Then on stage came a skinny gal with a well-defined cameltoe, and I invited her to stop by. Never saw her again. Finally a good looking dancer with large bolton’s hit the stage, and I invited her to join me, which she did. Talked pricing with her for the lap dance area, and she hits me with a ridiculous $40 price tag! I wished her fond ado, and left.