Pogos, that was a silly teen club. Girlfriends and I used to wait in the parking lot waiting to prey on some unsuspecting single guy. We would finagle him into taking our money, go inside the liquor store next door and buy us some crap I wouldn't even drink on a bet now....Mad Dog LOL. Geez that stuff was disgusting, but did the trick. We would take turns slamming that nasty concoction. Then we would pay the cover, and dance the night away. Well until it closed at like 11pm or midnight LOL. I just remember thinking we were so cool because we had scored some booze, and we could smoke cigarettes inside LOL. Pogos was located off 75th & Nieman right next to the discount movie theater and Johnny C's pizza (which by the way is freaking fabulous if you are a fan of STL style pizzas & have the best onion straws this side of the Mississippi LOL).