$10.00 goes this far --------------------------------------------------------->

Over the years I have learned 3 things about pompano clubs: 1) I don't like Diamind Dolls; 2) Booby trap sucks at night and is the best during the day; and Cheetah sucks during the day and is the best at night. Nevertheless, Wednesday saw me sitting in Cheetah's in the afternoon, saying no to lunch and drinking a $5.00 beer. 1$10.00 table dances were uninspired, limited and the dancers were kind of meh. Not obese or ugly, just meh. Off to the Booby Trap with a 64.2% thc preroll.

Park in the far lot for $2.00, walk in, no cover. Door guy approaches with a wand, waives it at me and says welcome, we have 42 dancers on today and we're not crowded. The men's room is in the front down the hall, so I hit it before walking into a club with girls everywhere and maybe 15-20 customers. Only 3 seats were taken at the back bar.

The layout is not unique. Two floors, bar to your immediate right when you walk in and a duplicate bar at the far end. Long stage in-between with the dancer starting clothed at the back end, stripping and then 3 songs later completing her rotation at the front end. Boots and bottle are to your right along the wall and boots and chairs with tables to your left. Second floor has another bar and the private rooms. This was a lap dance only trip, with zero interest in extras.

Really hot lineup for this place, especially during the day anywhere. As a spinner fan I literally had 25-30 choices. No attempts to overcharge on dances and the dancers were far friendly this trip than at any other time i have been here in the last 30 years. The economy effects on the clubs down here were obvious and yeah I know its October, but speare me the "season" argument as I have spent 50 octobers in Florida, used to live here and know the clubs well. This is the time to be clubbing due to the economy.

The dances were off the charts contact in the open to the extmet a dancer was kissing my neck with her hand up my shorts while I was having a conversation with the manager and bartender. No one cared.