No regrets.
It's a dive, of course. Sure, we were there on a night when the ladies didn't come any younger than 50 years of age, but that doesn't mean they didn't have any talent working the pole(s).
And hey, no cover and the drinks were cheap, by Vegas standards these days. We sipped $4 well drinks while taking in the atmosphere.
The place was fairly empty on a Sunday night, but there were two young Asian guys seated front and center who kept throwing bills around for all the women, making it rain.
An older fellow was getting extra treatment in the darkened corner to the right of the stage. He was constantly in our peripherals, as the head bobbing and grinding continued for at least a half hour. Once he was finally done, another older gentleman took his place with a different stripper of his choosing.
There were a couple times when a particularly mature woman would take her place on stage, Brandon D. and I expected it to be . . . interesting. And it would be. We were watching gals who could be old enough to be our mothers climb up the pole and twirl around with more enthusiasm than we've seen from girls less than half their ages. That's the benefit of going here: the women try harder and their experience shows.
At the same time, they leave you alone. The ladies never came by to pressure us into buying lap dances or anything, and it was appreciated.
It's not the classiest of places (OBVIOUSLY), but it's worth the experience of watching topless ladies, a few years from eating discounted meals at IHOP, give younger exotic dancers a run for their G-string money.