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Last night I ended up going to the Cellar Dwellar for kareoke with Tony, it was a small birthday get-together for my 'Wonderful Little Stephanie's' birthday. So imagine myself(who only had one drink and was basically sober), tony, james, and a bunch of cute little girls in big sunglasses and big necklaces, singin' our little hearts out. They were basically just sticking in discs and skipping through the songs until someone wanted to sing one, two mics being held by various persons, and the whole bar singing along with them.....I couldnt even list all of them that I sang on, but I did sing gypsies tramps and thieves....where the family was actually selling bottles of Dr. Feelgood, and the tramps were eventually referred to as whores.
It all ended at one thirty a.m. with a male cop who looked just like Garcia from Reno, who was actually a stripper in an American flag printed speedo, which actually was an american flag printed thong after the layers came off. He had the smoothest ass of anyone ever.......whew.
It all ended at one thirty a.m. with a male cop who looked just like Garcia from Reno, who was actually a stripper in an American flag printed speedo, which actually was an american flag printed thong after the layers came off. He had the smoothest ass of anyone ever.......whew.