Thinking I was a bit tired...

Thinking I was a bit tired of the usual Daytona Beach strip clubs, I decided to check out Biggins. Easy to find, I paid the $5 cover and hoped for a good Friday night experience. Sitting down, I counted about ten dancers and roughly the same number of patrons. As is often the case, the cutest girl in the joint was the waitress and it wasn't even close. The "talent" ranged pretty much from 3 to 5. Maybe, I'd be generous enough to reward one of the girls a 6, but only after throwing down a couple of beers. After about thrity minutes, one of the girls came by for some conversation. Seeming nice enough, I agreed to follow her back to the VIP section. She sits me down in arguably the most uncomfortable chair I've ever sat in. I get two lap dances from the gal, decent mileage, but I couldn't get past the pain of sitting in that damn chair. Knowing the night had little room for improvement were I to stay at Biggins, I quickly departed and headed back to my usual club. Lesson learned.