Saturday, February 5, 2011

Strike 3 bitsch

So the "Hella Tightness" (the name me, Erica and Zac decided to call our crew) Strollled into La Descarga around 9:30 ish and plopped down in the smoking room they host. Basically a room dedicated to smoking cigars and they have a full cigar menu as well. "Ill take 2 Havannah's Garcon!" Psyche. Here is a clip from last night. Just a little Samba vixen shaking some tail feather to a live samba band. Every hour on the hour. I must say this may be the coolest place I’ve ever been but I think that about del taco too so who cares what I think. So we drank some brew, some Cuban rum, and some tequila and proceeded to Bar Lubitsch hence the title of this post. Lubitsch is a tranquil little happening spot in West Hollywood that specializes in Vodka I think. We ventured into the back room and "The Hella Tightness" destroyed the dance floor. Erica's velour dress was as shimmery as ever and she backed it up ever so gracefully and Z has the slickest moves a Jew boy from Sac has ever had. I killed the robot next to a group of gals celebrating a bachelorette party. We considered hopping in their cipher but the agony of another rejection especially from like 6 girls at once would be like a machine firing squad of rejection and Im just to fragile for that. Im ready for round 2 so Ill have something more for ya later.
Good talk.

2 comments:

  1. "another rejection especially from like 6 girls at once would be like a machine [gun] firing squad of rejection". genius.

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  2. Ya gun was supposed to be in there. Missed that one. But yep. thats the feeling.

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