It's safe to say that Christmas at Voyeur featured a lot less pouty mouths than, say, Christmas at an orphanage.The club features naked women on platforms (and a suspended net) in mundane poses. When I first walked in, they each were in just-out-the-shower mode, wearing nothing but towels on their heads. Holiday-wise, it wasn’t exactly what the dudes who wrote the Bible intended, but a religious experience nonetheless.
To recap, first it was the party overlooking the Clipper game. Then the private-room party in the back of Voyeur. And if I happen to catch the Heat Miser on TV this week, I defy any of you to top my Christmas.
