Club Hits Rock Bottom!

I dropped in after a few years away to see how my old haunt, the Traffic Light, was looking and to chill a while with some fine looking girl-next-door types. Well, what I found was shocking!

The place was dark, as always, so I could barely see walking in but it was dejavu when I recognized the girl on stage as an old-timer, Suzie, a chick whose has been there for decades and whose personality is still sweet but whose belly has expanded to the point that she has no business on stage. Luckily, she was wanted by someone else so I breathed a sigh of relief when she finished her set and waited to see the next dancer.

I waited, and waited, and after seven songs I determined the were a total of TWO dancers, both fat girls. I'm not talking chubby or plump, I mean FAT! I don't know if the $15 lap dance fee killed this place's business, especially considering the good-girl dances this club features, but something sure did. This is now the bottom of the barrel club. I can't see me ever going back, not with so many great clubs with full-on action down the road in Detroit.