When did I become an old PL?

I'd been here one time before and met the one girl in a bad place that makes the visit all worth while. Place seems out in the middle of nowhere off the interstate but parking lot is brightly lit. Paid a $10 cover and I tell you, I had a hard time admitting that the small sampling of customers inside looked sort of like me, an old PL. There were few maybe (like 1 or 2) fit young ladies tied to their regulars that even some stage tipping couldn't separate them from. I had my doubts I would find the one special girl this night.

Place seems very Mom and Pop or Granddad and Grandma with Grandma serving the non-alcoholic drinks at the bar and Granddad the DJ. $5 gets the girl naked on the stage, sometimes you don't even want that.

I did finally have a hippie like (and maybe old enough to remember real hippies) jingle her way over. Skin worn by the sun, but she was pleasant to talk with and before going decided to get a few dances. Booths along wall give a modicum of privacy. Dances were nothing to write about it and I'd chalk it all up to a mere distraction. If I'm ever in the Jacksonville area again, I hope I look up this review to remind me not to go back.