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| - This place is so bad, it actually becomes awesome. Oh yeah. This out-of-the-way (so far from my side of town) establishment provides some serious people-watching.
I got a teeny bit excited when I heard the words "country" and "line dancing". I may be all J.Crew and Smashing Pumpkins, but I do enjoy a night of country and line dancing once in a great while (and by great while, I do mean like twice a decade).
However, upon entering (and after paying the $3 entry fee), I didn't hear any country music. Sure, I saw some denim booty shorts, cowboy boots, and cowboy hats, but it all ended there. Nickelback is definitely not country. But hey, I guess it is low-class and redneck, so it worked for this place. Yeah, I just said that.
The place was pretty packed and full of energy. And hey, there's a mirrorball armadillo hanging over the dance floor! After getting a $2 Bud, it was discovered that the best place to saddle up was a table alongside the dance floor.
Ahh, the dance floor. So much awesome all at once. So many things going on and so many people to ogle. And I don't ogle in the "he/she is so hot way". I mean ogle in the "holy crap, are they really doing that" way. Yeah. Oh yeah. There was dirrty (yep, two "r"s) dancing, solo dancing, woo girl dancing, hook-up dancing, and some serious "OMG" dancing. It was quite hilarious.
All in all, I would call this a night of some pretty cheap entertainment. And yes, by entertainment, I do mean people-watching.
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