Your strip club trip to Cuba but never stepping on a plane

Okay. This is gonna be a long one. Sunday night at midnight I arrived. Crack a cold one cause if you ever read one of my reviews then you know ima go into too much details. Why? I write em drunk in an Uber taking my ass home! Lemme stop my prelude before these moderates start YELLING SHILL! lol

Okay first off venue. This bish is literally right off the highway. You walk in thru the double doors and there’s a lady there. It’s an ODD price at $17. So now I got $3 singles and hit her with $2. Prolly shoulda done $3. Now here’s the first clue that this is the wild fucking wild. There’s no security. No pat down. Just an “enjoy yourself”. Ummmm we in texas which means cats in here are carrying so act right!

Now im in the club there’s a SEA of fucking people. Prolly 30+ women and prolly 30+ dudes. Although must tables were 3-4 dudes. Anyways if your like me you get annoyed when dudes talking bout dudes. I know why you’re here! 1 big stage. 1 little stage. This place is chaotic though because it doesn’t really seem to be some order on who’s getting up on stage there’s a long bar in the back that Spann almost 80% of the club. I ordered a beer. It was $9 and I just gave her $10 to keep it simple. Lots of open seating with small chairs and small tables.