Silk Madison

My first time to silk was for a bachelor party. Silk is a vary nice club, with a lot of room. The dancers for the most part were all nice, there were a couple that seemed annoyed to be there. The dancers rotated around the stage every song, which is alright if you don't like the dancer in front of you, but sucked if you did. One other thing I didn't like was the fact that a lot of the tables were marked reserved and sat empty, forcing people to stand.

I took a group of people to this Establishment for a Birthday Party.  I would highly encourage everyone reading this review to AVOID this place. The Bouncers at this club are absolutely obnoxious.  What could have been a great time turned into an absolute nightmare when they kicked our birthday girl out for accidentally walking outside with a drink in her hands.  Seriously?!?  I have been attending similar establishments for years and have never seen a more incompetent set of bouncers.  Typically, a bouncer is supposed to bring business into the club and encourage them to spend money.  If someone steps out of line with the girls they should step in.  The bouncer at the front door didn't even walk us into the club, offer our group a private table, or encourage us to go VIP.   This group of idiots is more concerned with kicking people out, flexing their muscles, groping the girls, and talking with each other than bringing people in and encouraging them to spend money on the dancers. If you enjoy being heckled by bouncers on a power trip you might enjoy this place.  If not I would definitely try the other establishments in town.  I can tell you they certainly appreciate your business a whole lot more than this place.  I will NEVER be back.  This place doesn't even deserve the one star I had to give it.

When four friends simultaneously text you to get out of bed at 10:30 on a Sunday night to come meet them, it's probably going to be for a ridiculous reason. Last night was no exception. The combination of one friend's birthday and the state-wide party that was the Packers defeating the Bears to clinch the NFC Championship led to only one logical outcome: go to a strip club.

A couple miles out from where University Avenue and the Beltline intersect in Middleton, Outer Limits feels like it's in the boonies, tucked away across from a golf course and in between industrial buildings. Despite the seedy-seeming surroundings, Outer Limits is by far the least creepy and gross strip club I've been to.

Everything looked clean, the girls didn't look sad and coked out, and while the clientele was mostly male, there were several mixed-gender groups.

Since it was a Sunday, admission was two-for-one ($5 a person), and ladies do have to pay (in my previous strip club forays, ladies got in free - but those places were gloomy dens of sadness so it made sense they'd cut women a deal to get them in).

Going to a strip club isn't something I'm necessarily going to recommend, but if you find yourself in the position, there are far worse places you could end up than Outer Limits.