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| - One of my friends happens to be banging one of the waitresses here, so we were going to have a great time making fun of him no matter what.
I've watched this place go from the construction phase to a gigantic palace of poontang, yet had never stepped foot inside.
THREE FLOORS OF BOOBIES???
Oh hell yes. So, my friend's waitress friend led us up the stairs after we all hit up the unisex-ish bathroom - we came in absolutely hammered from another bar - and we got stuck at the stage on the second floor. The coolest part about that was that the stage was clear; you could see the dancers below it.
The next coolest part about that night was watching this little blonde chick straight out of Cirque du Soleil do one of the most impressive pole routines I've EVER seen. She didn't have to strip - in fact, she didn't... - and EVERYONE - even the most seasoned strip club veteran, had their jaw on the floor. It was... beautiful. It was literally a gorgeous routine, pure art. There was nothing really sexual about it at all, but it was so riveting. Everybody in the place couldn't stop watching, even the staff. I've never seen anything like it. A few people made it rain, everyone CLAPPED when her routine was done. It was AWESOME. AWESOME. Definitely something I'm glad I saw, that was ART. See how exciting it was? I'm using caps lock!
I have no reviews on lap dances. In fact, this was the first time I step foot in a strip club in a very, very long time. Even so, though, I'm kind of over lap dances. Strip clubs are a ton of fun if you just support the stage, I'm way past the days of lap dances and VIP rooms. I think I spent $20 over the course of two hours just dropping ones for the stage. Truth be told, I didn't pay much attention to the strippers, we had some pretty hilarious conversation going on.
I won $20 from my friend making paper airplanes out of $1 bills and seeing who could throw them the furthest on the stage. I made $100 from another friend of mine because he was sure that this really tall girl was a post-op tranny, but there's absolutely no way she was (confirmed by staff). He still needs to pay me, the bastard.
All in all, the place had some decent looking dancers, some pretty heinous ones. The crowd I was with was more of the "let's drink and be rowdy with boobies in the background" crowd than the "let's drink and look sketchy and try to get strippers to marry us" crowd (which is never a good crowd), so we really could have been anywhere and had a good time. Boobies in the background was just a plus, because - hey - who doesn't love a good set of knockers?
I got a free t-shirt, had a few beers, saw some boobs, laughed a lot, had a great time with my friends.
This place isn't Sapphires or the Rhino, but it's a nice looking club. A little empty, but worth trying if you're looking for a change.
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