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| - Where to start about this place.
First off, I'm not gay, and this was my first trip inside a gay club so I don't have any basis with which to compare so my review may be a little skewed. My girlfriend and a few of her friends went here to check it out and dance without being bothered, and for that, it was perfect. I went in to meet them about twenty five minutes before close so my glance was brief. Here were some random thoughts in my pass through the club to the bar across the dance floor and back out as I left:
- Hmm. No shirts? Obviously the "no shirt, no shoes" policy does not apply here.
- Men are sweaty. Moreso than women. Reminder #1 of why I like girls.
- My girlfriend has had too much to drink, which may explain why she can't find her purse. This could be a long night.
- Even the bartenders don't have shirts. Wow. Unless you count a bowtie as a type of shirt.
- There are five or six guys crowded around my girlfriend and I and none of them are checking her out. I kind of like this.
- The five or six guys may instead be checking me out. I'm not sure if I still like this.
- I have clearly indicated that I am straight but totally cool with these dudes. I am comfortable again.
- My girlfriend's friend is making out with a shirtless guy! What is going on here?
- Ah, the bathroom attendant is straight and picks up on chicks at the gay club he works at.
- That guy is a genius!
- I can't believe how few shirts there are in this place! Do they get inside and then take their shirts off, or just not wear shirts out of their houses? I'm not sure how this works.
And, with that, we left.
My girlfriend loved it so we will probably be back before long. I think I'll still wear my shirt, though.
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