Close this place down to end the needless suffering.

I had time to kill on a late Tuesday afternoon and had neither the time to drive to RIO (hotel was down town), nor the desire to go to BBF and deal with the 5:00 PM just off of work and don't want to go home crowd. So, despite all of the bad reviews of this place, I figured WTF?

So, the best thing Indianapolis can do is burn this place to the ground. I get there at 5:10 PM. The place is a dump. I could feel my feet sticking to the carpet (old, nasty, DNA stained carpet. Officially there were 4 dancers (although none of them danced), 2 AA ladies, both tatted up and carrying breeders hips, 2 white trash trailer park skanks (one so skinny it was obvious that she is on H or Chrystal, the other one weighing in at a clean 225.

6 patrons there, 1 weighing in at a clean 450lbs, 2 old geezers that seemed to be more interested in the bartender than the girls, and 3 thug want-to-be boys at a table near the stage.