To every review of a Vegas...

To every review of a Vegas club, I must add the preamble: Vegas is always, everywhere a ripoff. Save your money--go elsewhere. There's nothing for you here. Nothing. That thing that 'stays in Vegas?' That's called 'your money' if you go to a strip club, and what you bring home is called massive regret for even taking out your wallet. Don't. Be. Stupid. You can get a better deal anywhere, even Oklahoma. You're only encouraging the ripoff if you splash your dough like the typical Vegas-visiting wannabe pimp. Okay, to this dump: all the reviewers who hate on this place of late deserve big pats on the back, especially the guy whose buddy put out $700 for a lap dance. You took one for the team, my friend. o.0 . Me, I made the mistake of going to Sheri's to see about the improvements. I even splurged for the $35 nude lap, and the girl made it nearly half as fun as a $20 topless lap dance at Hawaii Theatre in LA. Such is the ratio of ripoff in LV to value in LA that this can be considered a 'win.' Nonetheless, it brings a tear to my eye to see how the gold has turned to shit. If you click back to my older review of Sheri's, you'll find mention of the many girls who'd jump on your cock for free in the VIP circa 2001, including a couple of 10s, one of them an absolute once-in-a-lifetime, model-quality, Halle Berry lookalike who bit her lip when I made the request and the slid it in, saying 'okay, you're cute,' whereupon I nailed her in three positions. On the other hand, some of the girls I used to decline, even for free, are still there, tranformed into battle-ax ripoff bitches. So there you go.