If Only I Had a Time Machine...

This might be the lamest SC I've ever been to & that's saying ALOT!!! The Club is located in an industrial area. They have a tiny parking lot out front - I parked on the next side street. You have to go through a metal detector & pat-down before you go in. As said in other reviews, when you walk in a guy tells you to go the bathroom to wash your hands (very lame). The club is a big rectangle with a large horeshoe stage with many barstools, tables on 1 side & a fairly open lapdance area in the back by the bathrooms.

Now the whackness of this club starts w/ the straight rip-off cover charge. You pay dude who pats you down $10. Then the guy who tells you to wash your hands gives you the drink minimum 'menu'. You have to spend at least $16, which only gets you 2 waters or canned sodas. If you want to 'splurge' on a Red Bull, you have to fork over another $2. As absurd as that pricing is, you understand why the make customers come out of their pockets up front when you see the talent (or lack thereof) in this joint! The bartender was an older chick who looked like she'd rather be anywhere else in the world.

I counted about 8 'dancers', a term to be used very loosely in this place. They were all AA, except for one possible Latina & most of them were BBWs or just sloppy! There was one redbone chick w/ a nice frame, but she wore a 1-piece (big no no for me) AND she kept a mask on the whole time! Every chick who dances on stage for a song or 2 hits up every dude sitting at the bar for tips, even when the dude is talking to another female. And I got several offers for laps, but considering the weakness of the talent and the fact that the LD area isn't really private at all, I had no interest in partaking whatsoever.