23/44

The first time I ever came to Dancin' Bare it was about 7pm on a Friday night. My girl was taking a pole dancing class down the road and I had about an hour to kill in the Kenniwick neighborhood. This first experience was awesome. I had really taken to the blue collar working mans vibe here. The girls were all attractive as well. For this early on a Friday night, it was crowded, the music was loud (albeit very standard strip club playlists) and the service was attentive. The hour flew by. There was a dancer that I got to talking to and whom I really wanted to introduce my girlfriend to. After going to pick her up, we returned to the club. We ordered food. Since then, I've gone back once or twice just for their grilled cheese and french fries. If there was anything that needed improvement at that time, it would be that the stall in the bathrooms need a door. Hell, the bathroom itself needs a door. They are also the only strip club in town to have one of those cloth towel things. You know, that box on the wall with the blue towel that loops around. You pull down on it to find a dry part of the towel. I always found those pretty disgusting.

Regardless of the bathroom conditions, Initially, this club was in my top five, maybe top ten clubs in town. That was about two years ago.

It has really gone downhill since then. About a year ago I still had a friend dancing there, but she had to quit because there would be Friday and Saturday nights where supposedly there wouldn't be more than six customers there for hours at a time. It was attributed to the construction going on that had blocked the closest exit off the highway. Maybe, maybe not. I've been there a total of about twelve times and it never seemed to have recovered from whatever it was that caused people to stop showing up.