Its terrible but you should go.

So I wanted to come here after a bad night of losing at mountaineer, figured I would spend the rest of my money on something I would enjoy. I was already pretty shitfaced, so I didn't really want to drive. I tried uber and lyft, even asked the concierge at the hotel if there were cabs around, no luck. In one last act of desperation, I called the club asking how the fuck I'm supposed to get there. To my surprise, the guy (who I later learned was the owner) said, "Ohh no problem, i'l just send my door guy over to pick you up". And 5 minutes later, he was outside the casino waiting for me.

So after a short ride and a $5 tip, I found myself in one of the nastiest, most run down strip clubs I have ever seen. I would like to make it clear that at no point did I feel like I was in danger, or that I regretted coming, but its a pretty gross place. The decor is a mix of second hand strip club furniture and basement chic. The drinks were like $5, and there are a few places with very good views of the stage.

If you do decide to sit at the stage, you will have a wonderful view of what the dancers have to offer. It is a full nude club, but mostly topless stage dances, with a few little pussy-peeks here and there. I was actually harassed by a few of the dancers on stage when I didn't tip them, but mostly the drugged out desperate looking ones.

Which brings us to the talent. While I was there, I think there were maybe 10 girls working, to maybe 6 customers. 2 of them were extremely hot, like to the point that I would be impressed if I saw them at any club, but during a smoke break, the door guy informed me that they usually ask for over a grand for fs, so I didn't even try. 2 of the dancers were very attractive (for west virginia, maybe like a 7 anywhere else), and seemed like they weren't too drunk or high. The remaining 6 though... it was... it was bad. Maybe 20 teeth between them, with an assortment of saggyness, c section scars, caked on dollar store makeup, bad smells, bad wigs, and a level of fucked-up-ness that was reminiscent of a d.a.r.e commercial.

I am a pushover. I tipped maybe 4 of the bottom 6 while they were on stage. They seemed nice enough, and whats a few dollars here and there. 2 of them though, who were particularly stinky and high, I either ignored them and looked at my phone, or had a strategically timed bathroom break.