No Joke...It Got Better

Granted, when you're on the ground the only place you can go is up but this place seems to have finally gotten some of the Centerfolds residue that didn't want to commute.

It's a big, spacious club, arguably the nicest floor layout in terms of space and lighting, though the VIPs are open rather than secluded. Don't know what genius thought that was a good idea. The girls are still largely unspectacular, and I do use that adjective literally. But, the staff is friendly, the drinks are stiff, and when I switched to soda after a shot they didn't charge me for it. Nice.

Having said all that, the reason you're here is the girls, and while I mentioned before they're mostly overweight, past their prime (those that had primes) desperate clingers, a few diamonds were to be found amongst the debris. The most notable was Jersey, a displaced dancer from Centerfolds that is as fun in the VIP as she is beautiful. She alone made the trip worth it. Unfortunately, I spent all my time and attention on her so I wasn't able to see how the other dancers (there were two - a statuesque AA and a not as tall but cute white girl) who caught my eye did on the floor.