I may be being kind with...

I may be being kind with my grade. If I hadn't been in Les Girls right before hand, I would believe that the Body Shop is the worst strip club I've ever experienced. First, you walk into what looks like a large low-life neighborhood bar except it has a large elevated stage with a stripper pole. The tip bar has room for about 35 PL's and there is shitty seating for about 100 more. The 'bar' is located at the front of the club directly to your left as you walk in but, because the Body Shop is a nude club, they only serve soft drinks & water. The back third of the club contains 4-6 pool tables. I believe there are two lap dance areas. The one I was in was real private and more like a large closet with a curtain located off the pool room. There was another area directly across in the front -right part of the club that perhaps was larger. Not sure as I never went in. Admission is $20/head: ten to get in & ten for the two-drink minimum.

I went in with a coupld of buddies and we took a seat at a table away from the stage. We ordered our Red Bull with the bottled water chaser and proceeded to watch the show. Each girl did the standard two dances: first one in a bikini, second one nude. Afterwards, she would go around the tip bar and collect tips from those pervs. Then, much to our surprise, the girls would proceed to go to each table and say hello clearly expecting a tip from each patron. Aside from that absolutely no girls approached us. In fact, they would walk buy and not even look over and/or smile except one.

And by the way, these girls were nothing to write home about. In fact, most of them fell into the skank category. The average girl at the Body Shop is probably a 5, maybe 6 if you're being charitable. They're young but not in good shape, not real pretty and only friendly to the locals. If I were the owner, I would be going out of my mind as these girls weren't soliciting dances period. Not from anybody! We were probably the oldest dudes (in our 40's) in the club, well-dressed and obviously had some dough. We started sniffing under our arms and wondering whether one of us had some kind of after-stench from a recent bowel movement that only the girls could smell.