Raisin’ Hell at the Seventh Veil

Have you heard the news in the Soho tribuuuuuuune, you know she did me dirty and then this ROB broke my heaaaarrrt.

Alright I came in on Friday night and I need a fight, ok I’ll stop. But I got to be honest I was playing Motley Crue all while driving over here. I do gay shit like that. But I saw the music video to Girls, Girls, Girls I wanted to cme through and check it out. You know some people do Griffith Observatory, some people do the Hollywood sign, some people do the Walk of fame but scum like us do that strip club they saw in that music video that one time.

Alright this club is on sunset. There is parking in the back I found some. I came around 1130. Walk from the back through like a tunnel. Greeted by a guy with an awful mullet Mohawk thing just shave it off dude. Went in $20 cover. Alright it’s still has that like pink/purple vibe. Their are two long stages with seating all around them. Not a big place. DJ bathrooms in the back. With lapdance booths and VIP curtain booths right next to them near the front. Prices are $25 a song, $120 10 minutes $200 20 minutes. Girls, Girls, Girls by Motley Crue plays every few songs and that’s there like dance special two for. Now these people that work at the club must be sick of that fucking song but me as tourist I want to hear that song on repeat while I’m there I’m going for the experience I don’t want to hear shitty hip hop.