Arrived about 11pm. Smoky enough to...

Arrived about 11pm. Smoky enough to cure bacon in there, which unfortunately, was far too appropriate a metaphor for the 3 dancers working. "Dancers" is a generous term, as they were not all that steady on their hooves and seemed to tire after 5 or 6 short prances and poses. There was some leaning and a little bit of shaking, but it was almost anti-erotic. If you're into BBW's and enjoy ink over the sorts of vistas that can include landscapes of the full battle of Gettysburg, then this is your place, welcome home. The beer is cold, the TV's have sports and there are video games distributed all around the room. If you focus enough on SportsCenter, you may be able to make it to the end of your drink before the depression and ennui pin you into the vortex of hopelessness that is centered on the stage's brass pole. Tip the dancer quickly, but do not make eye contact. She may rub up against parts of you that will never be clean again, and you do not want thoughts like that to linger, lest they return when an actually good looking woman is with you.

This place is only for the brave, the desperate, and the locals who do not know that there is a world outside where the air is clean, the women are beautiful, and mileage would be considered a good thing....