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| - Wow. I'm not even sure where to start. I know there are several of these around town but I had not previously been to one.
Every table is assigned two servers, all comely young ladies in short plaid skirts (SO not kilts) and bras with white shirts tied above the midriff. They're all really cute and friendly, to be sure, but I don't -- repeat DO NOT -- want them to SIT DOWN at my table and stay, making lame conversation.
(before you call me a prude, I *like* going to strip clubs, they're honest and call it what it is. I don't want to be confused about whether I'm in sport bar or a gentleman's club...)
There were literally 100 servers on the floor on a Saturday late afternoon. It was impossible to have a conversation or watch the game, because the Gemini Twin Barbie servers wouldn't leave us alone. We were most amused at the old couple who looked like they were in from Wisconsin for the All Star game, looking both bemused and alarmed that their two servers just plopped down at their table and watched them eat.
Honestly, the damnedest thing I've ever seen. If you're alone and lonely or you want to go look at some boobs without the cost and stigma of the strip clubs, this is the place for sure. If you just want a beer, conversation, or to watch the game, you really need to find somewhere else to go.
Ick. Just ick....
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