You are a classy guy, right? Upstanding. Church-going. A pillar of the community. Some may hasten to call you a chap, or a fellow, but you and I both know that you are nothing short of a gentleman.
And, for gentlemen such as yourself, there is nothing better than being in the company of other like-minded men. Perhaps, while donning a smoking jacket and sharing some titillating conversation with your social peers, you would also like to see the backside of a, shall we say, lady.
In this case, I do believe that you would be filled with delight to hear that there is a very exclusive club for this exact purpose.
Now now, don't be alarmed by its appearance. This place is nothing but class. Consider the exterior to be a disguise. Friends may see you slinking out of your car and into the side door and assume that you are just grabbing a pan pizza from the 90s. They do not have to know about the exclusive club of which you are a member.
After all, we don't want everyone to find out about the club, lest it get so crowded that you barely have room to swirl your glass of brandy and then ask your waitress/dancer, Brandi, for another glass of brandy (it gets confusing in there).
Now, how they fit the appropriate sized "dancing pole" inside a former Pizza Hut is beyond me, but I am sure that Spyce has all of these details figured out behind those blacked out windows.
Many thanks to Lauren for submitting this classy UTBAPH and DEFINITELY NEVER working there in college a little bit to make ends meet, which she would have totally regretted.
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