Yer no Vince Neil, dude!
Ratt, or I should say Steven Pearcy playing Ratt songs was so bad. Those 1/2 in the grave hair metal bands are usually a guaranteed fun time but not this. It was a goddamn Frankenstein convention. Suck suck suck. They closed the ladies room so he could use it as his dressing room making an inconvenience for me. grrrrr. OK, when it comes to that I think it's safe to say yer rock n' roll dream is dead. But no he was still strutting around like he was somebody. I think when yer not famous anymore they should send you to a little 3 day intensive workshop so you know how to go back and be a civilian. Don't they do something like that when you get out of the military?
SO anyway. Since you couldn't use the bathroom there you had to go to the stripper bar next door. So yes, Friday night was my first time in a stripper bar EVER. Maybe that surprises some of you but it's the truth. I honestly don't know what I was expecting but whatever it was it wasn't what I got. I guess I thought it's be like a Motley Crue video or something. It wasn't. I guess I've seen too many Motley Crue videos:/
The chicks all had perfect Barbie doll looking bodies w/ orange tans but most of them looked like they got beaten in the face w/ a stick. I give any stripper chick credit though, I'd never be able to get up there and dance around to shitty rap music and alterna-rock and smile @ the scary Kenny Rogers dudes sitting @ the bar. But as Jaime said they probably smoke crack w/ Kenny Rogers out back in-between their sets. If they did though who could even blame them? Personally I think I'd be in the bathroom shooting up heroin before I went on. I'm sure there are better places than this one but like I said I don't have much besides my HBO documentaries and the Howard stern show to compare it to.
Jaime got mad drunk and I got abducted by the fake sopranos when I went on a walk to releave my boredom. This horrible guy asking me to feel his guns shot wounds. OK, 50 cent. The rest of the dudes and details aren't even worth mentioning. God, I don't even remembe rthe last time I had a fun weekend. Ugh. It's supposed to snow tomorrow. I hope it does. A lot. I don't wanna go to work. I don't wanna see the stalker. I just wanna be left alone by the whole world.
SO anyway. Since you couldn't use the bathroom there you had to go to the stripper bar next door. So yes, Friday night was my first time in a stripper bar EVER. Maybe that surprises some of you but it's the truth. I honestly don't know what I was expecting but whatever it was it wasn't what I got. I guess I thought it's be like a Motley Crue video or something. It wasn't. I guess I've seen too many Motley Crue videos:/
The chicks all had perfect Barbie doll looking bodies w/ orange tans but most of them looked like they got beaten in the face w/ a stick. I give any stripper chick credit though, I'd never be able to get up there and dance around to shitty rap music and alterna-rock and smile @ the scary Kenny Rogers dudes sitting @ the bar. But as Jaime said they probably smoke crack w/ Kenny Rogers out back in-between their sets. If they did though who could even blame them? Personally I think I'd be in the bathroom shooting up heroin before I went on. I'm sure there are better places than this one but like I said I don't have much besides my HBO documentaries and the Howard stern show to compare it to.
Jaime got mad drunk and I got abducted by the fake sopranos when I went on a walk to releave my boredom. This horrible guy asking me to feel his guns shot wounds. OK, 50 cent. The rest of the dudes and details aren't even worth mentioning. God, I don't even remembe rthe last time I had a fun weekend. Ugh. It's supposed to snow tomorrow. I hope it does. A lot. I don't wanna go to work. I don't wanna see the stalker. I just wanna be left alone by the whole world.