COME ON FRANKIE, WAKE UP! WAKE THE FUCK UP! WE ARE GETTING THE HELL OUTTA HERE!

Mine Hill Township, NJ. Friday night around 9. Perfectly safe seeming suburban area on Rte 46. Drive in, a few cars in the parking lot. Parking no issue. Walk in through the door on the side. Pretty dead, I sit down at the bar. Set up was bar area and then some pathetic lap dance booth with like a cafeteria chair and a completely see through curtain. That was a joke, I'm getting dances in THAT thing. $25 a song pre pay. At least it wasn't ghetto that's the best I could say.

Dancers I only saw two. Older black girls, dressed in dresses it looked like. 40's or 50's. Nothing here that would make me want to get dances talent wise at all. One was thin and one was chunky. And that was it.

I was one of two customers it looked like. There was a few people hanging with one of the dancers on the far side of the bar I don't if they worked there or they were patrons. I sat down and got a michelob ultra and the one white bartender girl who didn't look bad for a older girl tells me, it fizzeled out tonight. WTF you mean it fizzled out? It's Friday night at 9? If not now, WHEN?!?!?! Jesus, no I'll never come back here. To this BAR not a strip club at all. Even if I did see something I liked, that is one of the worst, most sad, pathetic lap dance area set up you will ever see. Honeslty Frankie, just sleep in your car, or a dumpster. Or maybe why not throw down the big bucks and get a motel 6 and STOP SLEEPING AT THE FUCKING STRIP CLUBS YOU FUCK! Get a lap dance or get the fuck out.