Perfect Meh

It had been awhile since I visited Cheetahs, and I thought I'd check to see if the club had improved. Well it's a big Meh. The interior is still pretty typical strip club with uneven lighting, and looking slightly worn around the edges. A lot like the dancers. Well, what few there were.

I grabbed a beer at the bar (bottle, $8) and looked around. It took me a few sweeps to see that there was one other customer, alone and drinking. It was cold. Kind of funny that. Outside was about 105, and I swear inside was 65. That's really nice for stripper nipples, but if the club is slow, scantily clad stripper feel a little cold and clammy to the touch, until they warm up a bit from the exercise. Weekday afternoons means no strippers on stage.

This day, I saw three different girls out on the club floor. Never more than one at a time. Two were older (maybe 6s), with blurring tats, and the third was really young, and just starting on her faces of Meth portfolio.