Show me the swinging legs from Big Daddies and I might just fall over from the excitement.Lisa, I'm sorry to say I've fallen short.
We strolled by Big Daddy's twice, and noticed two things. First, the swinging legs were not on display. The spot where the legs used to swing out was covered over with a heavy board. MizBubs posited that they had taken the legs inside for the holiday to prevent any Bourbon Street drunks from attempting to swing on them.
Second, Big Daddy's had changed signs.
When we visited last year, this was the sign we saw:
If you look closely you'll see what Big Daddy's promises to the enthusiast: "Bottomless...Topless...Moderate Prices".
On this visit we saw a different sign, and while not as specific in its offer of moderately-priced pleasure, it's still a winner. This sign promises "World Famous Love Acts Men & Women".
To paraphrase Dashiell Hammett, I was trying to count how many lies could be found in those six words, and had reached three...
I looked at this sign, and observed telltale black boxes over certain parts of the talent depicted on the sign. You see those?
At that moment I suddenly realized where our old neighbors, the ones with the Polaroids, had landed after fleeing suburban Chicago so quickly.
We did not go inside.
On this visit we saw a different sign, and while not as specific in its offer of moderately-priced pleasure, it's still a winner. This sign promises "World Famous Love Acts Men & Women".
To paraphrase Dashiell Hammett, I was trying to count how many lies could be found in those six words, and had reached three...
I looked at this sign, and observed telltale black boxes over certain parts of the talent depicted on the sign. You see those?
At that moment I suddenly realized where our old neighbors, the ones with the Polaroids, had landed after fleeing suburban Chicago so quickly.
We did not go inside.
