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wednesday at the rex: 09/27/06.
the line up last night was me, vec, chechile, leighann, and ryan. leighann and ryan left after about a half an hour, but it was still a good time. i had two shirley temples. vec had three coors lights. and chechile had a draught beer. one of the early performance we saw was mr. ed singing "friends in low places" by garth brooks. btw, mr. ed was extremely drunk. and fairly old. and absolutely crazy. he walked around the bar and sang to everyone. we sat around and talked while the fat guy sang "bodies" by drowning pool. and then another fat guy sang some song by tonic. leighann got hit on by mark picard, who immediately claimed he is a "big faggot right here." nancy sang a few songs, too. after leighann and ryan left, mr. ed sang "living on a prayer" by bon jovi. then the black man sang some songs. nancy sang some sarah mclachlan song and got all up in my face. she came up to me after her performance and told me about how she's in love with jesus christ. she was really drunk, too. vec and chechile would have gotten the speech from her, too, but they were on their way to the mic. they performed the best rendition of "war pigs" that i have ever heard. about halfway through the song, an old (old old old) lady was walking to the front towards a table, when she was stopped by vec and chechile. vec sang his line and then proceeded to pump his fist right next to her face. chechile sang his line and gave her the horns right in her face. she kept looking for a way around them, but there was no escape the devil's sons in the midst of their glorious moment. after the song, chechile headed to the bathroom where he met up with mr. ed. he gave chechile some insider info: his next song would be "my ding-a-ling" by chuck berry. mr. ed got up there and made me nearly piss my pants from laughter. words can't describe his performance. kevin l. and steve the dj topped off the night with the always heart-warming "god bless the u.s.a." by lee greenwood. after that we headed out. "beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep." then me and vec headed to denny's for a nightcap (with no bill!). see you next wednesday.
the line up last night was me, vec, chechile, leighann, and ryan. leighann and ryan left after about a half an hour, but it was still a good time. i had two shirley temples. vec had three coors lights. and chechile had a draught beer. one of the early performance we saw was mr. ed singing "friends in low places" by garth brooks. btw, mr. ed was extremely drunk. and fairly old. and absolutely crazy. he walked around the bar and sang to everyone. we sat around and talked while the fat guy sang "bodies" by drowning pool. and then another fat guy sang some song by tonic. leighann got hit on by mark picard, who immediately claimed he is a "big faggot right here." nancy sang a few songs, too. after leighann and ryan left, mr. ed sang "living on a prayer" by bon jovi. then the black man sang some songs. nancy sang some sarah mclachlan song and got all up in my face. she came up to me after her performance and told me about how she's in love with jesus christ. she was really drunk, too. vec and chechile would have gotten the speech from her, too, but they were on their way to the mic. they performed the best rendition of "war pigs" that i have ever heard. about halfway through the song, an old (old old old) lady was walking to the front towards a table, when she was stopped by vec and chechile. vec sang his line and then proceeded to pump his fist right next to her face. chechile sang his line and gave her the horns right in her face. she kept looking for a way around them, but there was no escape the devil's sons in the midst of their glorious moment. after the song, chechile headed to the bathroom where he met up with mr. ed. he gave chechile some insider info: his next song would be "my ding-a-ling" by chuck berry. mr. ed got up there and made me nearly piss my pants from laughter. words can't describe his performance. kevin l. and steve the dj topped off the night with the always heart-warming "god bless the u.s.a." by lee greenwood. after that we headed out. "beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep. beep beep. beep." then me and vec headed to denny's for a nightcap (with no bill!). see you next wednesday.