An added bonus…free breakfast on Sundays! “I wanted a Denver Omelet, not a dick in my omelet!!” Swinging Richards 1400 Northside Dr. I still, not surprisingly, had an amazing time. Guys had great bodies, but lacked in overall good looks (which if we’re honest is every gay strip club I’ve been to). I felt as if at any moment a drug dealer was going to drive a car through the front door and threaten management for unpaid drug money. Although the Miami location gave me more of the “Magic Mike” fantasy most gay men have developed, Atlanta gave me strip club realness. Having been to their Miami location, I was excited to see some new faces swinging on poles. It’s no surprise one of my first stops was the famous Swinging Richards. I dug deep to find the best bars in Atlanta to make you feel like a B.A.P. I relived my own version of ‘Paris is Burning’ and experienced first-hand what it is to be Boughetto! I even went to a party orchestrated by the famed Dwight Eubanks, allegedly. On a recent trip to ATL to visit the only REAL housewife I care to call an acquaintance, I encountered fish, not from the aquarium, and took a tour of a different kind of Coke factory.