Had Style and Enough Substance for a Return Visit

This is reputed to be the best club in Portland. I only saw seven clubs on my quick trip through town, and it was the best of seven. For me stopping in on a Tuesday night, I didn't see the place in full swing. Club Rouge downtown was actually much busier. This place looked like a lodge out in the woods with naked women. Exposed beams holding up a cathedral-style ceiling. Large main stage in the middle with two dancers going at a time using two stripper poles at either end. Lots of seats to tip from at stage side, and the girls here were pretty hot overall.

One was onstage when I arrived that I probably would have gotten a dance from, but as I went to sit at the stage for some tip action I saw the little signs that said to tip $2 bills. Of course I don't walk around with fucking $2 bills, so I walked over to the bar to ask what that was about. By the time I had $2 bills, she was off stage and already snagged by a different customer. No harm, no foul. It looked like they had a nice selection so I looked around for a place to sit.

The funny part is by this point I'd spent more time looking at the bartenders bare tits waiting for change then I'd spent over by the stage. The main bar was against the back wall. Ok, so I'm now sitting on one of wooden benches along the wall. There's a big print or painting (I didn't pay that much attention) of el Diablo over the bar. It was staring at me, as if to say it was a bad a idea to look around for $2 bills instead of just asking the dancer I spotted to accept two $1 bills. Last time I was in this part of the country, I wandered into this biker bar that was also a titty bar. At that club, they made guys tip with poker chips. Some rough looking guy told me some story about a customer who got bounced the hard way for tossing a chip at a dancer. Anyway, when in Rome I try to tip the way the Romans do.