Come on down for a Hoodrat Birfday party!

Orlando, FL. Friday night after midnight. Didn't seem like a bad area, commercial strip. Plenty of parking in the lot. Walk up to a guy in a bulletproof vest. Pat down he asks me if I can tip the door girl when I walk in. I walk in and the door girl says it's usually $20 but I could do $10 if you just take care of me. I said sure I tipped a $1. Bathroom is right there. I walk in, to hip hop music absolutely blaring. One small circle stage in the center, one girl up at a time. The place looks like it's a more upscale urban theme going on. There was some type of birthday with baloons and all this stuff. Most customers were black, with a couple white and hispanic in there. Lap dances are $20 on the floor and then 2 for $50 and 15 minutes for $100.

Dancers, most black with a couple hispanic. Maybe like 11 girls. Not that many. Some fat girls. Some thin girls but mostly bigger here. More 30's and 40's it looked like. Below average, nothing that interested me.

I didn't stay too long because I couldn't stand the volume. DJ yelling. They had this rocket launcher sound where it sounded like somebody was utilizing a Carl Gustav in the club. Just annoying as all fuck. I got the fuck out to end an Orlando strip club run.