Now called "Scores," this bar has...

Now called "Scores," this bar has gone through a very moderate renovation. The outside has been painted, and the inside has been slightly remodeled. What used to be the lap dance area has been turned into the VIP rooms, and lappers take place directly across the bar from their prior digs.

The parking was brutal; a BBQ trailer was parked in the lot, cutting down turning radius in an already limited lot. Upon entry to the club, I was greeted by an inattentive bartender (who may not have been the bartender but an off-duty dancer covering the bar). I got a cheap beer, and sat down for a very serious fingered-pussy shot for two bucks. Unfortunately, it was from a dancer who looked like the picture in the dictionary next to the definition of "heroin and crack whore." I recognized her from her better days in Bridgeport, and she is now in the puffy face/sullen eyes/grey pigment mode of addiction.

I recognized a few of the other dancers from better days in better clubs. One white girl was a solid six, primarily because of a rock-hard set of fake boobs, and a non-fat (but flat) ass. Otherwise, overweight would be a word used in a description of any of the other dancers. I'd give most girls a three, maayyybe a four.