Terrible, and great, in one night.

Tale of Two Titty Clubs: At first, every girl on stage was fat or ugly, usually both. Enough ass opening to do a colonoscopy. Kind of lifeless, no real dancing or even anything seductive on state. Place was full of creeps and kids, really was starting to hate myself for coming in here.

It's a rundown brick block bldg that looks like it was once an Elks Lodge. Watch where you park; several lots across the street and nearby, and they don't want you in them. Find street parking.

You'll come into the center of the bldg where the 'attendant' eventually notices you're here, takes your cover charge and you get a room temp water bottle. Yay! Wood paneling looks like the last major renovation was about 1968.

Working bathroom off the entrance area, then to your right is the dance room, with a double-pole stage, some seats, some losers, and an area for the VIP cubicles in the back, controlled by another bouncer and money collector.

As I was sitting at the bar, I'm composing the TUSCL review on how friggin' awful this place and it's crowd is. No talent, bad vibe, wishing I'd skipped it. But then, the heavens opened.