Car Wash

I consider these weekend charity car washes to be the minor leagues of cheerleading. Think about it. So you're a girl wanting to make the cheerleading squad and you cannot quite make the team. What do you do? Well...you have a desire to wear skimpy gear and to strut your stuff in front of the boys. So you practice in the minor leagues to work on your craft so that someday you can be good enough for the major leagues. Charity car washes. That's the ticket. Wet and in bikinis at the corner of major intersections begging strange men to let them rub their sponges and perhaps other soft and flexible body parts on their cars.

It's demanding and degrading, yet the girls work hard so perhaps they will be noticed and promoted to the major league club cheerleading. Standing on burly gay men's shoulders so you're high enough to be noticed and high enough for me to look up that teensy little skirt of yours. You've made it now. In the big leagues.