The worst bar I have ever been to, and I have been to an American Legion in Springfield Missouri....
I hope we didn't get charged for this. Fascinating game, the only strategy is to not be the last person to put your finger on your nose when a 4 and a 1 are rolled.
Marc contemplating riding in the U-Haul over RIDING IN MY NEW CAR. He does not choose wisely. More than an hour later he is still in the back of that thing because HedgeHawg got sick and we had to drop him back at the hotel on the way to destination...
and Whoosh will be your backup dancer, and... strangely, so will Cum of a cum of a sailor (the guy on the left.)
Sociologically and anthropologically, table dancing is the most natural way for a tribe member to communicate to her fellow tribe members "LOOK HOW FRIGGING HOT I AM!"
"I think our country has never maintained a consistent stance on foreign policy matters...hold on, I need some more boobie"
This move is called the Hipothalamus grab, Whoosh gained enough experience points here to graduate to Valkyrie.
These two almost made it big time as a duet act, but no one wanted to come see a singer named "Cum of a cum of a sailor."
You can see the innocent hope in Whoosh Buttafucko's eyes... wait, that's just the Yucka she drank.
Myself and Whoosh again... She looks like she is about to break into "The Impossible Dream" from Man of La Mancha.
Who wouldn't want to suck Appletini out of a breast THAT IS ATTACHED TO A HAIRY MAN?
The mirrors in our room were obviously bought used from now defunct baseball carnival. I promise you, my head is not that big in real life.
This pic is of White Kane, his head IS big in real life, so here it looks HUGE. Sorry dude.
