Well, I had a better time...

Well, I had a better time here than at Barely Legal recently, but that's not saying much. I wouldn't go to any of the Bourbon Street clubs except that I can so easily get a free pass for entry and they generally don't hassle you for your one-drink-minimum for the first five minutes or so. So really, it's an ideal location for urinating if you're walking around and have one of those coupons. They give them out on street-corners (always accept every pamphlet everyone is giving you on Bourbon Street, and ask for more! They're all worth something, and it's fun!) and you can find Deja Vu / Hustler printable coupons on their websites, that are good for all of Flynt's clubs -- Larry Flynt's Hustler Club, Deja Vu Showgirls, Larry Flynt's Barely Legal, Hustler Li'l Darlings (which is not closed, despite TUSCL's statement to the contrary), all on Bourbon. The main Hustler club plays hard-rock of the "whacka whacka" recent variety: no Led Zeppelin; just a buncha annoying screamers I've never heard of, whose song lyrics are all well-known by the dancers, who raise their hands in the bull-horns gesture, slam their head front and back to fling their hair about, and mouthe the words with a tough look on their faces. The girls are mostly super-enhanced, though also super-hot. Any girl will have "tight abs", visible striations of her abdominal muscles, of either the work-out variety or the crack-addicted variety, or she'll be at least that fit. It's a place that tries to gear itself toward "established businessmen", so you see a lot of fat dykes with butch haircuts tipping here. And fat Texan male businessmen chomping on cigars and braying loudly about how "that girl really knows what she's doing." I don't enjoy it.