Saturday Night Crunch Time

I found myself in downtown Philadelphia at midnight on a Saturday. I don't usually love the Saturday night club scene, but it had been way too long since I'd had a chance to visit a strip club. I was pretty sure the girls must be missing me.

Cheerleader's is easy to access off of I-95 south of the city, not far from the ballparks. The big parking lot was full. When you can park right out front it seems cool, around the back side the ground is littered and it feels more sketchy. When I arrived a police car was parked in the median out front.

Reasonable $10 cover charge on entry. Had to walk through a metal detector, and wasn't given a bucket for my keys or phone so I also got my first handshake of the night as the bouncer dude gave me a pat down. Evidently it wasn't just the girls who had been missing me.