A clean dancer? Here? Yes, a clean dancer.

The building has been described many times before, but in honor of the not so dearly departed Shrub, suffice it to say that if you look up the definition of “pink” in the dictionary, they show you a picture of the Geriatric Handy Factory. One change I did see since I was last there is that the alcove outside has new PH themed wallpaper.

The bathroom, to continue with the honorarium, smelled worse than it ever has. Like “gag me with a ladle” levels of bad.

The lineup was the usual assortment of ladies and so I went in there with a plan - I was either going to get a dance with Savannah, Devon, or if all else failed, Cayenne. It would have been nice to see Erika, but as always she was locked down by a regular at the end of the bar.