Wow. I was one c-section scar away from hurling.
A dark, dirty looking (outside and in) single level building sits at the bottom of a badly maintained parking lot.
Sometimes referred to as the redheaded stepchild of strip clubs on rt 1, this place has very little to recommend itself. It's the cheaper option, compared to The Banana (which isn't a male strip club, nope. Deceiving, eh?)
I probably should've started out by saying I don't like strip clubs... Well, now that I've cleared the air? I was not impressed, and yes, I can compare this joint to others.
At one point I turned to one of the guys I was with "really, again, what's the point if she's not attractive AND she can't move in a way that is graceful or interesting?!" He said: "what? give her money, she's got kids. she told me!" While logic like this works for intoxicated people who find it "entertainment" to watch a naked stranger clack her clear plastic heels in their faces... I sat there unmoved. I have bills too, but I keep all my clothes on at work- reasons including but not limited to the fact that I wouldn't generally be found attractive naked, and am less than graceful.
I heard recently that this club was owned by the Angels (not the baseball team). I wouldn't be surprised if it were.
They have an ATM machine (surprised?), cheap beers, and a smaller (unused?) stage behind the bar. The ladies room was fairly clean (looking) considering the locale, but I was not inclined to touch any surface.