No, honey, Prince Charming doesn’t hang out at this bar.

And if he did, he wouldn’t be buying you a cocktail in that band-aid of a skirt and then taking you home to be his lawfully wedded wife.

No guy in here is husband material right now. Sorry.

For one, he’s in here…so that is a clue.

He might buy you coffee and cab fare, but not a diamond.

So dance.

Strut your stuff and show your butt, but trust…

Lancelot doesn’t kick it at this club.

Especially not on wet tee shirt night.

No honey, you’re not going to collide against your soul mate in a dark dank disco.

So party.

Get drunk.

Then go home with good memories and not Mr. lowered Expectations.