At Least The Gatorade Was Cold

Another god damn stormy afternoon in DUUUVAL. Perfect excuse for some midday mongering! The whopping 5 cars in the parking lot didn’t bode well for us, but my buddy and I rolled the dice anyway. $5 entry + $5 required soft drink.

The older male bartender claimed there were 4 dancers when asked. Only ever saw 3. And about 4 PLs other than us so we were working with a 2:1 ratio of dicks to chicks.

First up was a dark haired Cuban. 30s. Flat ass. Initially thought she had fakes, but the $5 to get her naked revealed some decently sized brown nipped natties instead. Big thanks to the elderly dude with a pile of cash who was glued to perv’s row. Kept the talent naked, though the DJ constantly reminded everyone we could continue tipping even after the girls fully stripped. Cool, man, keep blasting that shitty groove metal. Should’ve played some Ozzy instead. RIP.