Worth it.

Hey fellow perverts,

I found myself missing the single life, so after a blow out with the wife and a few drinks, I found myself at the million dollar saloon.  It had been a few months since I had been here, and besides the dancers, not much had changed.

I walked in, past the bouncer and bathrooms, to the moderately lit main room of the saloon, with the bar a long the back wall, a pool table to the right, the stage opposite the bar, and seating surrounding the stage.