The Real Story Featuring Sasha

I'm going to preface this review with the fact I'm not a big fan of this club or the sister club up the street Lustys. They're the two worst clubs when it comes to drug addict skanks in the Akron area and that's saying something.

So there I was a cold winter evening looking for a diamond in the rough on the South Side. I decided to give Glory Days a look. I roll through there frequently but never see anything worth staying for. This night was no exception. As I walked in o stopped at the bathroom directly to the right of the entrance. Not one but two condoms were in the urinal. A lot of guys would take this as a good sign but the fact that the evidence is that in your face is more a function of how big a shit hole this is than some nirvana where you might get lucky with a hot chick that's slightly into you. Bar service was quick and prices reasonable as usual so I got my drink and took a table by the mirrors.

A couple of absolute fatties tried to approach me but I turned away so they stopped short. Asian Chris was there but didn't approach. Next up was a thin chick with dark hair, no tits and a big beak. I accepted a dance from her but it was quickly evident she was drugged up on something as she was losing her place mid dance and I caught a whiff of the odor so that song could not have been over fast enough. She copped a ghetto attitude but took my $5 gift and stomped off. Apparently she had an elevated opinion of herself because we know how hard it is to find drugged up hoodrats with poor hygiene.