Arrived after brief visits to Executive...

Arrived after brief visits to Executive Lingerie and Chantilly Lace. $5 cover. $5 draft Bud and other domestics in foot tall glasses. Dancers are all in lingerie whether they are on stage, about in the crowd, or doing dances. Music ranged from Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar on Me" to "5 + 5 and 2 * 5 is 10" (okay, that last was the lyrics for a dance song... not too inspiring, and to which the 50-ish male bartender and 50-ish manager (I guess they were classic rock types) kept acknowledging & brushing off with a "It's the re-mix!" comment).

Anyways, there's a large stage with three poles and the dancers spend 2 songs at each position. I'm guessing maybe 12 dancers on this night. Stage was ringed with red mini lights. Tipping dancers was welcomed. The best-looking dancer was a petite brunette with a nice, tight body and very good dance moves and pole work. I think the DJ said her name was Lisa. Unfortunately, Lisa's boyfriend/admirer (dude had a t-shirt on which reached BELOW his knees...) kept following her from pole to pole and then monopolized her time when she was off stage at one of the cocktail tables. Well, boyfriend/dude leaned back on the stage and Lisa placed a $1 bill on his nose and bent down, squeezed her buttcheeks together, and picked the bill up. That was the "highlight" of the night. Only one dancer said hi, and that was when she stepped around back to massage a guy in his 50s (we were all at the bar).

So, the gals weren't very friendly and I learned nothing about private dances here. Unless I wanted another beer, there's no way, well except for some stage tipping) I could've really spent any serious money here. In two hours I had spent $12, with a $1 tip to the bartender and $1 tip to the cashier gal at the door who was SUPER pregnant. Ample, free parking. Casual, neighborhood-type bar. A cheap night out because the dancers don't seem interested in mustering up business.