Nasty. Went to the bar...

Nasty. Went to the bar and ordered a drink, but was told that no liquor was served, because it is a nude club. A very small diet coke was 6.50. Took a seat between the bar and the stage, where a woman was dancing who was so fat she looked like a bowling ball with legs, and with a face that would stop a clock. Although I sat far from the stage and tried to avoid eye contact, as soon as her set was over, she was all over me like a cheap suit. She took out one of her flabby breasts and rubbed it against the back of my hand, asking if I wanted to suck them (yuck!). I was already looking for an exit when another dancer took the stage who looked like a man in drag. Glancing around the room, I observed every known category of skank, some without recognizable female characteristics. Despite persistent efforts to make her go away, my tormenter began running her hands over my nether regions, and I couldn't shake the suspicion that she was trying to lift my wallet. I excused myself and bolted out the door, leaving Henry VIII south behind forever. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.