Wacko's has the reputation, but to date hasn't done it for me.

To be fair, I've only visited twice in the early afternoon on a Saturday, most recently in January. Took a seat at a table with a gal that was about a 6, but had a real slutty look. She was a spinner who over the next 45 minutes told one of the most outrageous stripper stories I've heard in 40 years of strip clubbing. Here she was in her late 20's and had more medical problems than I've had in my entire life, and she had the scars to prove it. Now we don't expect to see young debutantes in a place like Wacko's, but this gal had traveled a lot of rough roads. I laid a lot of bullshit on her, and she was buying none of it, and of course I was looking for a little sympathy that might translate into at least a handjob in the back room. Even though the prospects were getting dimmer by the minute, I had taken up nearly an hour of her time. Therefore, I said what the fuck and decided on a mercy dance. she was new to Wacko's and didn't understand the backroom routine any better than I did. When we finally got settled, the first words out of her mouth were, "now don't go whipping it out." Well that encouragement wilted my jolly roger even more than her lame dance. I was almost glad that the song lasted such a short time. I bolted after blowing the $30, and headed for the Doll House where I had my tubes thoroughly cleaned for spring. Based on other Wacko's reviews, I'm sure you could do better if you invested the time. Since I had traveled from out of state and had little time to spare, I was looking for a quick, well delivered HJ and the Doll House reliably delivered. Peter "on a mission" Gozinia