Indiana 8s and a Handful of Fins.

Let me start by saying that I’ve been in this hobby for over 30 years and this is the oddest visit to a club I’ve ever had. Not odd like the pregnant stripper in Columbus, GA who wore a weight belt under her stomach for support. Odd like the dancers behaved in ways I’ve never experienced. Maybe I’m full of shit. Or maybe I walked out of the Indianapolis airport and walked into the Twilight Zone.

This was my first time in Indy and I did some scouting in advance. Red Garter was a 5 minute walk from my hotel so I went there my first night.

Let me say that the civilian staff were great. The door girl, the bartender, and the waitress were all really sweet. $15 cover but I’m from Vegas and that’s cheap to me. My bourbon and sodas were $10.50; I can’t speak to anything else.