In Da Club
The Yacht Club in L5P recently was awarded Best Intown Bar by Creative Loafing. Its not the best, but it is a good place to have a few beers. We were sitting in the front booth by the windows when I spot a bus unload a bachelorette party. They werent really attractive, but drunk secretarys out slumming generally make for some good times.
Shortly after the bachelorette's apperance, I notice some black dude outside, holding a large pizza and a twelve pack of beer, at midnight. Im not sure what he is doing, but he stands out there for a while. I grab my camera and ask him if I can take a picture. He says no problem, that he is just waiting on his "old lady." I get the shot, and then go back to my pint inside, when few minutes later, he knocks on the window and motions me outside. So I head back out.
His "old lady" has seen my camera and wants to pose. Just like any chick, she will do anything for the camera. She is one hell of a model, I must say. I snap away, she starts to get a little wild. Off comes her top. Things are getting better, the bachelorette party has spotted us, and they come out of the bar to participate. Girls are getting in the pictures, clothing is coming off, girls are kissing, then some butch bartender comes out and says, "you don't have my permission to be doing this." To which I say, "bitch, this is a sidewalk, we don't need your permission for shit." At least I think thats what I said, but maybe not, because if I really said that, I cant imagine her letting me back in the bar. I do remember going back into the bar later and continuing to drink, so I cant say for sure. I have a problem with not remembering things recently.
So anyway, if you were wondering what a night on the town drinking with me is like, I give you this, which pretty much sums it all up.
Shortly after the bachelorette's apperance, I notice some black dude outside, holding a large pizza and a twelve pack of beer, at midnight. Im not sure what he is doing, but he stands out there for a while. I grab my camera and ask him if I can take a picture. He says no problem, that he is just waiting on his "old lady." I get the shot, and then go back to my pint inside, when few minutes later, he knocks on the window and motions me outside. So I head back out.
His "old lady" has seen my camera and wants to pose. Just like any chick, she will do anything for the camera. She is one hell of a model, I must say. I snap away, she starts to get a little wild. Off comes her top. Things are getting better, the bachelorette party has spotted us, and they come out of the bar to participate. Girls are getting in the pictures, clothing is coming off, girls are kissing, then some butch bartender comes out and says, "you don't have my permission to be doing this." To which I say, "bitch, this is a sidewalk, we don't need your permission for shit." At least I think thats what I said, but maybe not, because if I really said that, I cant imagine her letting me back in the bar. I do remember going back into the bar later and continuing to drink, so I cant say for sure. I have a problem with not remembering things recently.
So anyway, if you were wondering what a night on the town drinking with me is like, I give you this, which pretty much sums it all up.
posted by ODB at 2:28 PM
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