If you ever find yourself jonesing for a good time and you are in range of Starkville, MS (affectionately known as Stark Vegas by locals), go to the Cu- I mean Hunt Club.
One thing on my bucket list was to dance to Southern Hip Hop on a southern dance floor. My friends, it don't get no more southern than Stark Vegas and the hop don't hip nowhere else like it do in Hunt Club.
This place had everything: hoes, ugly dudes (which made it easy to pick up the scraps), guns, white people, hoes, hood people, trailer park people, Â ugly dudes, hoes, and booze. Â I haven't gotten to the caveat: Â $10 cover, all you can drink. Â I gave the bartender a $10 (I am Italian, after all) and she thought she had to turn a trick. Â When I explained it was a tip, she was flabbergasted.
They let you smoke in there too. Â So, to recap, I was dancing on some Dirty South booty to some Dirty South music, drinkin at some Dirty South prices. That's the real trifecta to me!