Lipstick on a pig

Really this couldn't be more true. Walked into the bathroom after coming in the front door and the sewer flies were everywhere. Walked into the bar area and the rain was dripping down from the ceiling into two buckets on the bar. This eliminated at least two seats. Remarkably there were more than two patrons in there. One so drunk I thought he was going to fall off of his stool. Saw four dancers in the 10 minutes I was there. One was the short little bartender also. Average Flint girls, but there was one with a really mean looking scowl who gave me a cursory glance and then went back to her phone. I was talking with one of the dancers when 3 more "regulars" came in and she ditched me. I took this as a sign and beat it. Doubt I'll be back.