I was going off Ms MI description of the gals at the strip club..
-Greg
So funny story.
I was snowmobiling about 10 years ago. We went from Rhinelander, up through Eagle River and headed up onto Lac Vieux Desert. We had my buddies brother in law with us from Texas, a life long Army guy that just wanted to see some boobs. So we stopped at one club, according to the map, and it was closed. So we detoured like 45 minutes to another club. We came to a 2 story building. It looked like it was commercial on the bottom with an apartment on top. There was an empty parking lot, lit by only 1 street light. It was snowing, there were zero cars, just us on our sleds, really quite pretty. So as we creep into the light of the parking lot to read the map, we see a lit window. A large male wearing a tank top got up, looked down at us and then walked over to the couch where he appeared to kick the edge of the couch. A women then got up, looked down at us and walked out of view. 2 seconds later the lights in the first floor flickered on, showing us the "Late Night Review/Dancers" neon sign that was not visible through the darkness and snow. I think that guy kicked awoke either his girlfriend/wife/daughter and said "hey, we got customers, get dressed and go make some money!".
Point is, I can't wait!