by susy h. on When I walk into a club the last thing I want to do is reveal my midriff, twitch my nose, and dance around with castanets... But as soon as I walked in the club, that's exactly what I wanted to do. (hangs head in hot holy embarassment) The club looks like the inside of Genie's abode/ bottle. Heavy red velvet brocade line the walls. The booths are covered in velvet and accented with rich throw pillows. Strangely, I was totally craving red velvet cupcakes here... How can I be craving cupcakes while wanting to show of my spare tire? The dilemma... Drinks are cheap. No cover. No crazy lines by the bar. If you wanna be with me... Rub the belly set me free. Don't forget to feed me sweets... And now I gotta go pee...
by Benjamin R. on I came here to dance on Halloween weekend and had a good time. For example, I got freaky with the Tooth Fairy. When I went to close my tab, I discovered a charge for some tequila that I did not order. I pointed this out to the bartender and it was removed from my tab. I was surprised that he understood me, since it was so loud. Overall a good experience. I would probably go back if I were more attractive.
