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Kimberling City, Missouri
August 19, 2006
From journal Weekend in Paris in Vegas
August 10, 2006
From journal Vegas Baby
March 13, 2005
From journal Las Vegas Fun
Woodstown, New Jersey
May 17, 2004
The bartenders were enthusiastic and friendly. They tried to get everyone into the whole atmosphere of the place. For some of the time, the bartenders would dance on a back wall with a spotlight on them, which created a silhouette that people could see from the outside of the club. One of the women that was on the microphone recruited other women to dance on the bar table for free shots. She was pretty persistent about getting my friends and me up there. She literally grabbed my arm and dragged me onstage. I only went along with it because I didn't want to cause a scene, but it was pretty rude.
The music was more bar-like than club-like so it was pretty hard to want to dance. Imagine dancing to a Metallica song -- really ridiculous. I didn't really have too much fun until I got a bit of a buzz from the free shots. It basically was a lukewarm experience.
From journal Eight girls in Las Vegas = Sin City
Merchantville, New Jersey
December 23, 2003
We had to pay a $10 cover, but since Aaron had a cut-off shirt on, the bouncer cut us a deal by letting him buy a $20 shirt and letting us both in for free. It was worth it just to see the incredibly hot bartenders, who probably get hit on more than any of the girls in there.
We had a few expensive drinks: I had a $5 beer which I really held and nursed all night, while Aaron had 2 SoCo shots for $15. He had previously had a 5th of Smirnoff at the hotel.
From journal Las Vegas, Ameripass stop 8
Des Moines, Iowa
May 14, 2003
The overall experience at the bar was all right, but not as exciting as the movie the bar is named after.
From journal "Female Bonding in Vegas"
April 28, 2003
From journal Wild Vegas Spring Break
Los Angeles, California
January 24, 2003
Guys, if you want to leer at a fully dressed woman serving you drinks and at some point dancing a badly choreographed routine on the tiny "stage," then go right ahead. If I were you, I would save my $20 for your cover into Olympic Gardens or some other strip club. It was pretty ridiculous. No one was dancing, except some of the drunk female patrons who found themselves (of their own accord or others) on top of the bar. Even the guys we were with took a pass on that bar after about 30 minutes there.
From journal Winter in Las Vegas