First time, last time

Man. This place was bad. Setup is a booth where you pay your cover, with a central area full of comfortable chairs around a large stage. There's a little side room where smoking is allowed, and it definitely doesn't contain it.

Cover was $15. Normally, that's a fine cover. But there were only two dancers. The first was either AA or Indian, and either pregnant or had the most impressive beer belly I've ever seen. You could have driven a small truck through the gaps in her teeth. She did a set of 3 uninspired dances, starting with bra and panties on for the first, taking the bra off for the second, and the panties off for the third. Each song was more disappointing than the last, and I eagerly awaited the next dancer. After the three, she retired to hassle me and the other patron.

Then, a chubby white girl got on stage in what looked like regular underwear and a black t-shirt. She put her back to a pole and shimmied her hips back and forth for the entirety of the set. Second song comes on - same thing. By this point, the other dude has fled to the restroom or something, and preggers is talking at me about how I look like her high school math teacher. "A lot of the girls here don't like to get naked, but I don't care. Like her, she doesn't even take her shirt off. Anyway, I'm up next, you want a lap dance first?"