Baked potatoes alone aren’t worth mak8ng the trip

It has been a while since I paid a visit to the HiLiter, so I thought I was overdue. And with yesterday being the first of the month, I was counting on some cute, but unresponsive dancers being there who would be willing to do anything to raise money to pay their rent.

What I hadn’t counted on was that the club of my memories no longer existed because of a number of raids and smaller actions targeting girls who understand what good customer service is all about.

Without a doubt this was the most hands off visit that I have paid to the old ‘Liter.