trash at don hill's

may 30, 2004

On Sunday night Vin and I went over to Don Hill's to see Sarah spin at Trash - and also to see our friend Joanna and her friends strip. Sarah and Hot Indian Nikki. Also know as the F.B.O.V. (Future Bride Of Vin - even thought I get yelled at every time I say that, I still think it's funny). Vin was there with a freshly shaved eyebrow line. Who'd want to start trouble (Ice, ice, baby) with him? Uh-oh! Speaking of tah-tah-trouble. Tinny was in the house. Sarah spun some rock-a-licious jams... ...while Joanna writhed (upside-down, no less) on tha pole. Jersey girlz represent, y'all. "Yeah, dude - there are girls here dancing on poles! Oh and I shaved a line in my eyebrow. How are you not here? You're missing everything." When I went outside to look for Vin, I ran into these two guys (I forget their names, but I have an email from him somewhere that I can dig up and I'll put them in there when I find it). The guy on the right was really drunk and said that he needed to throw up, but couldn't. I suggested he try putting his fingers down his throat and "pull his trigger." He was like "Ok, I'll try it. Get your camera ready." (Like I needed to be told, right?) Seriously, what's better than making new friends with strangers? That little puddle you see isn't puke, it's actually just saliva (ok, maybe a little puke). This kid was putting his whole frigging hand down his throat and nothing was coming up. If he ever decides to give up his career as a binge drinker, there's clearly a place for him in gay porn. Ewwww. Right in the middle of this, Leigh walks out and is like "What the fuck are you doing?" I'm all trying to be flirty with her and now she's caught me outside sitting on the curb trying to convice a kid to make himself puke so I can get photos of it. I was like "Doh." I sheepishly explained what I was doing and she was like... "Rad! Hey, let's try to see if he can throw up with me in the picture!" Now that's a lady. "Ok, ready?" "GO!" Look at his hand! Oh, wait you can't - the whole thing's in his fugging mouth. We waited through another few minutes of gagging and gurgling, but there was still no "big payoff" like we'd been hoping. So we bid our friend (Dave, I think his name was) goodbye and headed back inside for... ...some more dancing. Sarah had gotten off the decks and decided to join us cutting some rug on the dancefloor. Vin and Sarah. If you look real careful in the background you'll see naked ladies! Naked! After getting all sweaty, we wanted to go outside and get some air. Oh, and also to check up on our new friend Dave - who we found... ...chilling on the pavement. Just taking a little nappy nap. Before we left, Leigh made sure she invited Dave to Misshapes - because, in her words "he just seems like our kind of people."  (added on 12.14.2004)

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