Nickel-ed and Dimed

An afternoon visit last Thursday, and I was pleasantly surprised by the level of talent, now mind you it is nowhere near the heydays of 5-10 years ago, but that has what has happened. Parked my self at the bar as I so often do, and ordered a bucket since it looked like a pretty good shift of girls based on the ladies on the stage, always looking for a way to stretch that strip club dollar, and none of the the girls seem to be wanting to issue frequent flyer cards, so I do whats I gotta do.

A couple of regulars that I had seen in the past made a hit and run attempt, but I settled in with 5 beers to see how the ladies were looking. Based on my fellow brethren reviews and the every changing price schedule at the FC, I knew that I had to be shrewd if I was to not be taken advantage of, the old adage holds true, those who have the money set the rules, not the ones with the honey set the rules.

A couple of old pros from the PC stopped by, and I was tempted by both of these blondie bees, but I was holding fast to trying something that have may have less mileage on them, now as I was on my last beer (90 minutes) had passed and old LS and FC favorite stopped by. She has upped her game from the past and has a more extensive menu that includes more than an appetizer, it is the full buffet, based on her sweet whispering in my ear. Up the stairway and there stands old Tim with an OK beard, but I liked the clean shaven Tim of the PC days, spotted him the usual and he just gave me that look that let me know that he would call 911, if I had the proverbial strip club heart attack. This young...now older lady got right to work after clipping the drapes. Gave her the negotiated amount and the race was on....I don't know about all my fellow PL's, but I always am counting the songs to see how long the event is taking ( a little OCD in me), well we are at the quarter pole and she is riding me like War Admiral, ok maybe Seabiscuit. and she utters those famous words.......let your imagination run wild boys..