Fooled me twice

I had a couple hours to kill on a rainy Sunday. Cinco de Mayo actually. So I figured I'd see if AJ's had any worthwhile Latinas on the roster. The answer was no. A very sad selection of older, heavily perfumed, cheap-BBL'd dancers looking miserable with a handful of equally miserable customers. I had a beer very quickly and left. But not before using the men's room, which was so disgusting and smelled of raw sewage. Officially done with this dump.