Review

When a club's dead on a Saturday night, you know you're in trouble. Maybe not so much considering the $24+tip cover and expensive dances. The driving force used to be hot women. On this visit, there were 2, or maybe 3 that were at least half good looking. Since there were not that many girls working, that makes a good percentage, right? Oh, and there was even a girl that looked and spoke like Kobe Bryant, which my buddies couldn't stop laughing when she came by trying to sell a dance. Only reason why I tagged along was because they insisted on going to this club for their birthday. Other than a few good laughs, we could have spent that birthday a much better way elsewhere if you ask me.