God Bless Cowboys
A few years ago a group of us went snowboarding in Fernie, Canada for a stag do. We got back to Calgary to find that our Monarch plane had lost an engine (again, but that’s another story), and that we were to be put up for the night in a posh hotel in the city.

As a bunch of lads with the keys to a new city we headed off to see the Concierge and asked the good fellow if there were any strip bars nearby. After dismissing Hooters as being a little light on boobs or flange we headed off to Cowboys.

The entrance was a small door leading to a flight of stairs, at the top of which was a fruit machine. Everyone spins the fruit machine and has the chance to win a prize; a rucksack, t-shirt, etc. This struck me as slightly odd – a club with no entrance fee, where they give you stuff to come in?
For the next hour or so we were served bottles of Bud for a $1 by girls in Bikini’s, although I took it easy, because in the back of my mind this still wasn’t quite ‘right’.
An hour later I’d convinced myself that this was the Canadian equivalent of some seedy SoHo sex den, and that I’d be raped of all my money when I tried to leave, so whilst I still had my faculties I sneaked out.
It turns out there was no raping, in fact no down side at all. My mates enjoyed cheap beer, a wet t-shirt contest, and girls in bikinis all night. In fact at midnight they open the doors to the club downstairs, where girls are being fed cocktails by (hunky?) men and playing sausage swingball (or something), and carnage ensues.

Still I may have left early but at least I went – my mate Tony was turned away for having white laces.
RIP Cowboys – knocked down and turned into a Walmart........
(jono_h, Wed 15 Apr 2009, 13:29, 1 reply)

I LOVE that club!
Or rather loved :( What a place... I'll second the no down side, cheap drink, top tunes and plenty to look at whatever your preferences. Cowboys, sadly missed.
(Moniker, Wed 15 Apr 2009, 17:35, closed)