This the sort of place I...

This the sort of place I am familiar with from my days of chasing down missing roughnecks, jughustlers, and toolpushes during my early years in the Western Canadian oil patch. This is the prototypical biker bar - scruffy building miles from civilization with pool tables, tubs of beer on ice <Kokanee $6.75>, high tables lining the walls, and low tables surrounding the stage on which girls quickly get naked and roll around on the floor to the hoots of drunken hilarity.

Lap dancing is available <$20 per> on what seemed to be old church pews in open cubicles behind the bar. I sampled the delights of Coco and another anonymous buxom black beauty. Most definitely your YMWV here. I got the strong impression that there is no sex in the lap dancing area. These ladies are not making the two and a half hour trip from Toronto for $20 lap dances. I strongly suspect takeout is available or there is a nearby site available for extras if this is anything like other biker bars I have known

I didn't stay long. Indications were pointing to a ruckus breaking out over a game of nineball and alleged disrespect to one of the dancers. I have too many memories of bruised knuckles and bloody noses dragging employees out of scraps in places like this thirty years ago to stick around and see more of the same.