Scarred for Life

Wanting to check out all the Pasco clubs, I checked Allure off the list. Now, I’m not a prude by any means. I’ve been in some small dives, but this is just an unpleasant shitbox. Parking lot was small and scuffed up and the building is so small that without GPS one could miss it. No cover before 7 so freely walked in to take in a stage and a bar which take up most of the space. Walking to the bar there was this smell Icouldnt identify. It wasn’t rank, but there was a scent.... I ordered a beer from the bartender who was definitely better looking than the four gals I counted and strutted and acted like she knew it. She would be like that girl you wanna take out on a date only to take her out and immediately regret it once she starts yapping and have thoughts of ditching her because she ain’t all that. The four girls working, one may have had decent 6-7 Florida Scale (I’ve 5.5 on a Cali scale) potential but I guess there was some breaking news on Instagram or whatever as her head never lifted in the 20 minutes I was there. Dudes outnumbered the girls, I’ll be real the others working shouldn’t have been... Especially the preggo stripper. A full on my-water-is-ready-to-break gal. I’m not sure I’ve ever been so grossed out. Now I know some of y’all into weird shit, but I will never have that thought removed from my mind, watching a pregnant women having to hit on multiple dudes in a small sweaty, smokey bar with her huge ready to pop stomach in all its glory. And she had to deal with the smell, which after 10 minutes I decided was a just a hint of badussy and mildew. I won’t be back, BA and BF much better.