A Buffet Of Women Every Time

I arrived at 9:30pm on an early February Friday night. The parking lot was barely full, so I had hope of getting a seat. $10 granted me access to this notoriously smoky paradise. Good ol Follies. Loud in the air. There were only 2 seats left open at the bar. Prime real estate if you don't want to pay for a couch. That night was slower and they didn't seem to be charging for them anyway.

So. Many. Girls. That's my favorite thing about this place. At least 30 dancers on shift. Probably more. And more kept coming in as the night progressed. Black girls, white girls, girls from South America, girls from small European countries. A god damn parade of bitches. At the bar, you're perfectly positioned by the stage as well as all the girls constantly circling around for dances. My first 2 LDs were from black girls. The 2nd one had a fake ass. No one was making it rain that night, so the pressure to tip at stage wasn't as high as other nights I've been there. Most people were getting dances.

My next 2 LDs were both white girls from Philly. Multiple girls at this club had a technique where they opened their cheeks and then really sandwiched your D between them... I was a big fan. Got a dance from a blue haired white girl from Miami. I'm terrible with names. Can't believe all the reviews about being afraid to come here at night or complaints about the 420 smoke. Y'all some lames. If dudes rolling mad blunts at the bar offends you, then this probably ain't the club for you. Also if you're not into 100% of the music being rap/trap played by a white dj who announces like a god damn auctioneer then this probably ain't the club for you. (haha, I love that Follies vibe, personally)