Jilly’s

Granted. It’s a Monday night, and it was more out of dire curiosity with a nostalgic twist that drew me in, but COME… ON! It was seriously like a terrible theme episode of X Factor involving the homeless, tweaked out, and old. SPOILER ALERT!
EVERYONE LOST!

This place is not only horrific, filled with unattractive women… But how is anyone supporting this business? The cops need to come and check out the seediness that really goes on at Jillys and in the hotel!

I read every review here before going.
I wanted to see the old and ugly strippers but to my surprise they were decent enough on this particular night. Nothing mind-​blowing, but not terrible either.
We went on a weekday evening and it was almost empty. Maybe around 10 – 15 people. It doesn’t look too bad inside. They even have a pool table.
No cover and drink prices are typical of a strip club.
There was no one actually stripping when we got in. We had to wait a bit before it started. I guess they stop if there aren’t many people inside. The dancing/​stripping was around average.
Our waitress was friendly. We had one nice girl ask us for dances and she was very cool with the fact that we didn’t want any. No pressure or anything.
Some of the music was good, but they played Tick Tock by Kesha at one point which killed the mood. And the announcer was so dull and lifeless.
I feel like if more people came here it could be an okay place. They have the potential to get to 3 stars!

I was out partying with my friends one night, and consumed more alcohol, and blow than You would probably believe. My friend was leaving the province to go live in Alberta so we decided to take her to a stripclub.
The girls were unattractive, and all seemed really depressed. I spent $ 50.00 on beer, and sat at the bar for the 2 hours we were there watching some clint eastwood movie, trying to pretend I was somewhere else.
They only had beer in a bottle, and only shitty cheap brands too.
Some over weight late-40’s something filipino chick came up to me and asked for a dance. I tried politely telling her to fuck off, but she was persistent. When She offered to give Me a blowjob I paid the bartender, did a final bump in the bathroom, and stumbled the fuck out of there, and went the fuck home; drinking along the way, trying to forget that a place like that existed.
I think that was the most alcohol I’ve ever consumed in one night, and even then none of the women there were attractive. I fear that if I were to go there sober I’d forever be turned off of women.

Went to Jilly’s with high hopes that their REVITALIZATION was going to be epically amazing.
Had I been a male in search of sexy time romance I think Jilly’s would have definitely been 1 star, but I am awarding Jilly’s 2 stars solely for the entertainment factor of the evening.
The «dancers» looked like they were plucked straight from the set of a Maury Povich episode (Tyeshia is back with 6 more men and she swears one of them IS the father!) I doubt a single one of these strippers was under 30. Only one had big fake tits and pole skills; the others were out of shape and had amateur-​ish self-​taught dance moves likely learned from watching YouTube videos.
Considering it was midnight on a Friday, the place was empty. Maybe 10 – 15 patrons in total — old men and 1 guy in a wheelchair who was really into it. Plus there are ghetto prostitutes everywhere (the kind that have ads in the back pages of NOW magazine). The prostitute to patron ratio was very good, I’d say 1:1.
Warning to the ladies — the strippers here apparently do not have their own dressing room facilities, so beware when entering the female washroom. When I entered, the «goth» stripper had one leg up on the sink and was wiping down her private parts with a brown paper napkin. (She looked at me and said «Don’t mind me hunny, just cleaning up!»)
Free entry but drinks were $ 8.
As far as I can tell, the «revitalization» consisted of a large flat screen tv mounted next to the stage. They were playing an old season (12) of the Ultimate Fighter. This was good because I could at least watch GSP in a speedo rolling around on the ground instead of these sad looking females on stage.

This was my first time at a strip club and maybe Jilly’s wasn’t the best place to pop that cherry. It’s like taking a vegetarian to Dangerous Dan’s to try a burger; the meat is cheap and of poor quality, and you’re afraid to sit anywhere.
We went around 9 p.m. on a Saturday and the place was as empty as a eunuch’s jockstrap. Much has been said about the heinosity of the strippers here but I thought they weren’t THAT bad looking. Where were the missing teeth and visible C-​section scars that I heard about? I actually might’ve liked Jilly’s better if the girls were really fug; then I could appreciate the kitsch factor.
However, my main problem with the ladies was that they were just phoning in their routines. Their eyes were glazed over and the choreography of their «sets» was as flat and lifeless as the aging Asian stripper’s chest. Nobody’s gonna buy lap dances off of you if you have all the enthusiasm of a starfish in bed.
Jilly’s has no cover charge but it still wasn’t worth the $ 14.50 I paid for two bottles of skunky Sleeman’s.
DRINK SPECIALS:
«Afternoon Madness» $ 3.50 drinks every day from 4 to 7 p.m.

I think I’ve finally figured out why the US still has paper $ 1’s — it just isn’t the same in Canada.
And Jilly’s is pretty bad. Not run-down-you’re-gonna-get-mugged like it would be in the US, but like I-can’t-believe-I-came-here-at-2am.
4−7PM = $ 3.50 drinks apparently

There are men out there that have searched for the illusive elephant graveyard to behold its ivory riches.
Well ladies and gentlemen, I have found the elephant graveyard of the adult entertainment world. No longer do the ivory riches flow from these dancers as poachers have long since been to their tusks. This is the place where the once majestic beasts go off alone to finish the final moments of their life. Their teeth are missing and worn down from years of grinding and their bodies show the wear of their children.
What else can I say. It’s sad when you go there for your buddy’s birthday and end up trying to find the ugliest dancer for him instead of the hottest because that’s what is there for the pickings.

More blue collar than perhaps any other club in Toronto, Jilly’s sits at Queen and Broadview just east of the Don. One can feel the relentless charge of condo construction end abruptly at Jilly’s and a good thing too; she is a beautiful old building and a real landmark in the area.
Entering Jilly’s from the Broadview entrance (for some reason you can only exit through the queen street side) you are immediately hit by a strong toilet puck and vanilla scent, the place is a little run down and wears its 50-​year history with a truculent charm.
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Ah Jilly’s.
This is where you go after seeing a show at The Opera House across the street.
It’s also a seedy joint where the peelers have C-​section scars and missing teeth.
AND…, wait for it. Wait for it…$ 3 beers till 7PM every day.
This is Toronto’s East end in all its brutal glory.
And I love it.