I swore I wouldn't return here,...

I swore I wouldn't return here, but my car kinda steered itself in here on Saturday night. There was only one girl working, and she doubled as the barmaid. At least they didn't charge me the ridiculous cover charge to get in to watch one overweight girl klutz around on the little circle of wood that passes for a stage.

No one seems to go here ever anymore. Gee, I wonder why.

Semi-finished basement ambiance; unattractive girls that are remarkably unsexy; great pressure to buy (overpriced) drinks from these same unsexy girls; a dwindling number of these unsexy girls to choose from (if one were even to want to choose one); and a stiff cover charge as well.