This bar/club/pool hall was a breeding ground of material for Shirt or Dress and Hot Chicks with Douche Bags, which made the people watching top notch!
So the only incident of note was when I got to "help" trashy platinum blond Umpa Loompa. And when I say help, I mean elbowed the hell out of her to prevent her drunk ass from falling over, while plowing through the crowd like a drunk sequined bowling ball w/ pig tails, someone is on track to give out bjs tonight. After receiving the elbow Umpa freezes and looks up at me... now I am by no means tall but she was about tit height, to which I reply "you're welcome" with a smile. This confuses Umpa and after a few second pause, awaiting reply, she opens her mouth and nothing comes out.... now her friend retrieves stunned Umpa and they return to dry humping on the pool table. I understand clubs are crowded but not making an effort to squeeze through nicely and just shoving everyone around you is lame.
Also there was some ironic dancing. I do love a song with instructions and audience participation in the lyrics.
Here is a list of the types of dancing that I was able to witness/participate in on Saturday night, who am I kidding this stuff is a blast.
- Game face fist pump guy
- I touch myself a lot while dancing girl
- I always seem to be looking up guy
- Smiley Dancers
- Ironic/ audience participation dancer
- Slither up and down girl - a pole, the bar, a post, a guy will all do
- I know ALL the lyrics and use my hands for emphasis
- The predator dancer- careful you might be dancing with a stranger and not even know it.
So the moral of the story was I had a super time, did some dancing and laughing, and snuck out before it got too smelly on the dance floor. Perfect.
1 comment:
Oh man! I wish you had some photos from this night. Sounds classic. Did you run into Wheatstalks? He's my new favorite d-bag on hcwd!
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