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Still Feeding Nebo: The may trip final chapter pg 122, Dec. 31
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Um, Candygram
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Alright, you got me there...sort of...
I do have pictures of my nephew's births~
I learned after the first one
to use black and white film for the second one
btw...
You got any Mickey Bars in that truck-o-yours?
nebo
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Never mind.
It was just some fanatics I guess.
They just stood there and kind of stared at me. After a while I said, "Um, ok, do you have any pamphlets you want to give me?"
She said, "well, no, of course not. "We're atheists."
I dunno
We got off the boat at Citywalk, and I am still pristine, baby.
"WHite on white, lace on satin, these are the colors my girl will wear."
Ok, I"m sorry, like I said, I'm old, and these things happen.
No private party tonight at Pat's, and we just walk right in.
It's time to set the stage here for you, literally.
The room has a lot of tables, crammed in together. We took one of the only ones left , right in front , but back a row.
The bar is behind us, the bathrooms way on the left, as you are facing the stage.
The stage had 2 pianos, sideways, facing each other, with a huge mirror behind them so you can see the "keys".
We settled into our seats, and immediately got into the spirit of it.
They have about 4 or 5 rotating pianists, and they are all good.
Our first time here was in 03, and it's the same , darn guy, on the left piano.
Diane looked at him and asked me, " Does that guy look familiar to you?"
"Yup"
"What was he in?" "Who is he reminding me of?"
(huh?)
"Oh, he probably reminds you of the piano player that was here when we were down here before."
Now, as all you guys out there know, this was NOT the correct response.
But, however, a response that will not be denied, it's just going to come out of your mouth, no matter what.
It took a while for her to extricate her elbow from my ribcage.
Then we just sat there, ordered a couple of drinks , and looked around.
All drinks are 2 for 1, and the same for appetizers.
This is normally, a good thing.
Maybe not so much tonight, though.
Not sure what she ordered, but I ordered a rum and everything else in the world called a "Skylab"
"Whew"!
She asked me how it was.
"Whew!"
"It's amazing what they are doing with Kerosene, nowadays."
Not five minutes goes by, and Smidgy gives me the, "Uh oh, there's gonna be trouble."
And she points out the group in front of us.
Diane, being a bartender, can see these things coming a mile away.
I usually catch on when it's in front of me.
She points out this "3 some, that has the table right in front of us.
"Yep, gonna be big time trouble."
Let's descibe the cast.
"average looking guy, with the red shirt. To be known as "red shirt jerk"
"Big dork, about 6-4, major dork though, got the bermuda shorts on with the button down shirt." To be known as "Big dork".
"Blonde witch" with the short, shorts. ( fill in the correct name)
And they were all smashed!
As we are trying to ignore them, Diane grabs my arm, and says , "look".
Red shirt jerk is trying to light a cigarette.
Of course there is no smoking in here, I know, I know!
Management comes over and says, "Naughty, naughty," and he puts it out.
Diane nods her head knowingly.
Then, blonde witch and big dork get up to dance!
This is not a dancing kinda of atmosphere, there is no room for dancing here.
But they did. We had to pick up our drinks to keep them from falling over all the times they banged into the table.
Nebo was morose.
And getting Piffed.
I don't care how big "big dork" is, you , sir, are interferring with my precious vacation.
Meanwhile, we are have a lot of fun with the piano players. They asked for requests, I was happy to oblige. I wanted to see what they would do with "The Banana Boat Song."
You, know,,,,, "DAY O,,,,,, Day, a, a O, daylight come everyone go home.
They put it off for a while, then one of them finally read it outloud, and asked , "Ok, who's the sadistic customer that put this in?"
I proudly raised my hand.
But you knew it was just an act. They both had a routine set up for doing it, and it was great.
Then blonde witch kept leaning back in her chair, and "flicking her hair" right in Dianes face,,,,,, and drink.
Diane reached out with her left hand, and just "shoved" her back to her table.
I thought, uh oh, her we go.
BW just turned around and looked at her, with totally vacant eyes, and went back to what ever else she was staring at.
Then she and red shirt jerk got up to dance.
A bunch of us at neighboring tables all yelled out,, "HEY!, There's no room to dance here, it's not a dance hall!"
Yeah, but they did.
Oh boy , did they. '
Without going into details, let me just say there was a lot of "gropage" going on. And , trust me, embarrasing gropage.
Meanwhile, big dork has gone over to a table Way on the right, and he comes back with another woman, now THEY are dancing.
At least not groping.
And, the star of our show, is just shooting daggers at her. Nope BW doesn't care for the infringement.
They all sit down, and red shirt jerk pulls out another smoke. I couldn't believe it.
Well, yes, by now, I could.
And there , spot on, is management again.
"Naughty, naughty!"
This time they really told him off. They put an Excalamation Point at the end of the second "Naughty".
We could't believe they hadn't been kicked out by now.
So, you all know what's coming, right?
My gosh, look at the time,,,,, man, it's late,
Ok, take it easy, I was just joshin witcha.
We each ordered appetizers, that was secondary on our list for being here in the first place. I'm not kidding, you get double orders.
I know I ordered the cajun wings,. sorry, can't remember what Diane ordered, it might have been potato skins. And,,,,, as we are waiting, I went to the bathroom.
Yes, I washed my hands.
Geesh!
Then it was her turn.
She barely made it to the john, when I was just sitting there, looking and listenting to the stage, when I saw "red shirt jerk" come back to his table from the right side.
And what does he start doing?
Yep! He's lighting up a smoke!
That's what caught my eye, and then made me the number one witness.
From off on the right, a kinda short, but really stocky guy came running over to "red shirt jerk's" table.
The smoke lighting had my whole attention, so I didn't miss a thing.
The best way to descibe "stocky guy" hmm,,,, I guess would be "deranged" "out of his mind"
Yeah, that works.
And even though he was calm , at first, you could tell he was a gonner.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST DO? DID YOU REALLY DO WHAT I JUST SAW YOU DO?"
Like I said, his EYES were popping out of his head, but he didn't swear.
At this time, TIME, seemed to really slow,,,,,, down...... Red shirt jerk, who'm I can't stand, is in major trouble,,,,, however, this is now really interesting to me.
I'm not really sure what red shirt did, but I'm willing to make book that it wasn't the "right" thing, over at the other table.
Thus, I am really interested in how this moron responds.
Nope. He didn't let me down.
"Hey, ---- You, man. "
I just thought, "cool, guess he never took "comebacks" 101.
And I knew right then it was coming.
Stocky guy from the other table way on the right that I didn't know, just creamed him.
I mean CREAMED! him, right in the face.
Now, red shirt guy would have gotten off a LOT easier, if he had chosen his seats more carefully.
He was smashed in the face, flew backward, ,,,, however, even though the table and chairs he was sitting by eventually went down,
he didn't.
I am sure, through no choice of his own, well, the table kept him back upright, it kind of sprang him right back into the action.
Does anybody remember those blow up clown dolls?, that had a sand base in them so you could "bop' em" and they would spring back up?
Meet "red shirt "bop'em".
It was like "surrealistic " for me to watch. He sprang back up from the table not letting him fall, and Stocky guy, just let him have it again.
This time he went down, and , I'll be totally honest with you, I didn't feel bad for him for a second.
About this time, my favorite piano player was calling for securtity on the Mike, and Diane walked , well, run,,, back up.
"No, don't worry, not me, I didn't cause it"
There was one problem though.
Stocky guy wasn't being a "stopping guy".
To me, a fight is over once one guy is down. And, even though I didn't see what happened originally, I'd put my money on the fact that the stocky guy had a reason.
But, like I said, he wasn't stopping.
He was bending way over, and punching red shirt in the head as he was lying there. At least he wasn't kicking him. But I knew I had to stop this , but there is a whole DMZ between me , and them.
That's Demilitarized Zone.
I will also say,,,, that I HATE having to break up fights. For some reason, I always end up holding back the "bleeding" guy. And afterward, everybody asks me, "Your not hurt? are you?"
But I knew this time there was no chance of that happening.
Stocky guy wasn't bleeding, he had never even been hit!
Now,,,,, SPITTLE? That's another story. He was just about foaming at the mouth, he was so angry.
I got a hold of his arm, but just then, so did a whole bunch of other guys, some from the table he was at.
I think he suddenly realized he was in Major Doo doo, and he started yelling...
"THAT RECTOM JUST SLUGGED MY WIFE!"
"THAT RECTOM JUST SLUGGED MY WIFE"!!
repeat, wash, rinse.
Security was there, and they picked up red shirt even before he had totally come back to. THen, escorted them to the door.
The best part is, once it started, I had kept an eye on the Big dork. At first I didn't see him, then I did and he was just standing there, off to the right.
He never did a thing to help his buddy.
NOW, he's over there by the scene of the beatin,,,,,"Who was that rectum?" "Notice he didn't try to take on me?"
Yes, I hate to say it, but I was kind of hoping he would go for me, sometimes you just can't help it,,,,, a scrote is a scrote. Then, the funniest thing happened, and that's how we were able to put most of what really happened together.
As her redshirt friend is being almost beaten to death, the blonde witch is trying to "justify" whatever happened, and put herself in the clear.
She turns to me, and just keeps repeating,,,,,
"I didn't ask for his help." "Don't know why he did it."
"Honest, I didn't ask for his help, I could've taken care of things myself."
We were able then to put all the missing pieces together then, especially from what we heard when we left and the cops were all outside the door.
Red shirt went over to the table to ask sexy little girl that big dork danced with, to dance.
Blonde witch had decided that she doesn't want any competition, and laid into sexy girl.
Hey, I'm just calling her that, that's the way they saw it.
Blonde witch and sexy , "married" girl start going at it, and red shirt guy suddenly get's patriotic, and backs up blonde witch.
By hauling off and slugging the woman!
Yep! What goes around, comes around.
When all was said and don'e, and everything returned to normal, my favorite line that I heard on the whole trip ,,,,, came from my piano guy.
"Hey folks! We NOW have an empty table down here, right in front!"
yeah, that was a "had to be there" scene, to appreciate it.
In retrospect, I am very surprised that red shirt even was able to get back up, the shots he took were incredible.
And in a spotlight, I checked.
Nope, even though blood was flying all around, not a DROP on me.
Where do I collect?
Really, though, this is our favorite spot in Citywalk. And it still is. I refuse to let a few jerks change my mind about it, especially when I just heard that they have finally prosecuted that rectums that were giving folks a hard time a few months ago by Space Mountain. One of them even slugged a security guard and when they called for local police backup, then slugged a cop.
Yeah, Scrotes can happen anywhere, but I will admit, that these scrotes should have been thrown out a long time ago.
I have a feeling I just turned a lot of people off on Universal, but, what can I do? It happened, and I told. Again, this was out of the ordinary.
and so, I bid you all ado tonght, we shall continue on,,,,,, soon.
It was just some fanatics I guess.
They just stood there and kind of stared at me. After a while I said, "Um, ok, do you have any pamphlets you want to give me?"
She said, "well, no, of course not. "We're atheists."
I dunno
We got off the boat at Citywalk, and I am still pristine, baby.
"WHite on white, lace on satin, these are the colors my girl will wear."
Ok, I"m sorry, like I said, I'm old, and these things happen.
No private party tonight at Pat's, and we just walk right in.
It's time to set the stage here for you, literally.
The room has a lot of tables, crammed in together. We took one of the only ones left , right in front , but back a row.
The bar is behind us, the bathrooms way on the left, as you are facing the stage.
The stage had 2 pianos, sideways, facing each other, with a huge mirror behind them so you can see the "keys".
We settled into our seats, and immediately got into the spirit of it.
They have about 4 or 5 rotating pianists, and they are all good.
Our first time here was in 03, and it's the same , darn guy, on the left piano.
Diane looked at him and asked me, " Does that guy look familiar to you?"
"Yup"
"What was he in?" "Who is he reminding me of?"
(huh?)
"Oh, he probably reminds you of the piano player that was here when we were down here before."
Now, as all you guys out there know, this was NOT the correct response.
But, however, a response that will not be denied, it's just going to come out of your mouth, no matter what.
It took a while for her to extricate her elbow from my ribcage.
Then we just sat there, ordered a couple of drinks , and looked around.
All drinks are 2 for 1, and the same for appetizers.
This is normally, a good thing.
Maybe not so much tonight, though.
Not sure what she ordered, but I ordered a rum and everything else in the world called a "Skylab"
"Whew"!
She asked me how it was.
"Whew!"
"It's amazing what they are doing with Kerosene, nowadays."
Not five minutes goes by, and Smidgy gives me the, "Uh oh, there's gonna be trouble."
And she points out the group in front of us.
Diane, being a bartender, can see these things coming a mile away.
I usually catch on when it's in front of me.
She points out this "3 some, that has the table right in front of us.
"Yep, gonna be big time trouble."
Let's descibe the cast.
"average looking guy, with the red shirt. To be known as "red shirt jerk"
"Big dork, about 6-4, major dork though, got the bermuda shorts on with the button down shirt." To be known as "Big dork".
"Blonde witch" with the short, shorts. ( fill in the correct name)
And they were all smashed!
As we are trying to ignore them, Diane grabs my arm, and says , "look".
Red shirt jerk is trying to light a cigarette.
Of course there is no smoking in here, I know, I know!
Management comes over and says, "Naughty, naughty," and he puts it out.
Diane nods her head knowingly.
Then, blonde witch and big dork get up to dance!
This is not a dancing kinda of atmosphere, there is no room for dancing here.
But they did. We had to pick up our drinks to keep them from falling over all the times they banged into the table.
Nebo was morose.
And getting Piffed.
I don't care how big "big dork" is, you , sir, are interferring with my precious vacation.
Meanwhile, we are have a lot of fun with the piano players. They asked for requests, I was happy to oblige. I wanted to see what they would do with "The Banana Boat Song."
You, know,,,,, "DAY O,,,,,, Day, a, a O, daylight come everyone go home.
They put it off for a while, then one of them finally read it outloud, and asked , "Ok, who's the sadistic customer that put this in?"
I proudly raised my hand.
But you knew it was just an act. They both had a routine set up for doing it, and it was great.
Then blonde witch kept leaning back in her chair, and "flicking her hair" right in Dianes face,,,,,, and drink.
Diane reached out with her left hand, and just "shoved" her back to her table.
I thought, uh oh, her we go.
BW just turned around and looked at her, with totally vacant eyes, and went back to what ever else she was staring at.
Then she and red shirt jerk got up to dance.
A bunch of us at neighboring tables all yelled out,, "HEY!, There's no room to dance here, it's not a dance hall!"
Yeah, but they did.
Oh boy , did they. '
Without going into details, let me just say there was a lot of "gropage" going on. And , trust me, embarrasing gropage.
Meanwhile, big dork has gone over to a table Way on the right, and he comes back with another woman, now THEY are dancing.
At least not groping.
And, the star of our show, is just shooting daggers at her. Nope BW doesn't care for the infringement.
They all sit down, and red shirt jerk pulls out another smoke. I couldn't believe it.
Well, yes, by now, I could.
And there , spot on, is management again.
"Naughty, naughty!"
This time they really told him off. They put an Excalamation Point at the end of the second "Naughty".
We could't believe they hadn't been kicked out by now.
So, you all know what's coming, right?
My gosh, look at the time,,,,, man, it's late,
Ok, take it easy, I was just joshin witcha.
We each ordered appetizers, that was secondary on our list for being here in the first place. I'm not kidding, you get double orders.
I know I ordered the cajun wings,. sorry, can't remember what Diane ordered, it might have been potato skins. And,,,,, as we are waiting, I went to the bathroom.
Yes, I washed my hands.
Geesh!
Then it was her turn.
She barely made it to the john, when I was just sitting there, looking and listenting to the stage, when I saw "red shirt jerk" come back to his table from the right side.
And what does he start doing?
Yep! He's lighting up a smoke!
That's what caught my eye, and then made me the number one witness.
From off on the right, a kinda short, but really stocky guy came running over to "red shirt jerk's" table.
The smoke lighting had my whole attention, so I didn't miss a thing.
The best way to descibe "stocky guy" hmm,,,, I guess would be "deranged" "out of his mind"
Yeah, that works.
And even though he was calm , at first, you could tell he was a gonner.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST DO? DID YOU REALLY DO WHAT I JUST SAW YOU DO?"
Like I said, his EYES were popping out of his head, but he didn't swear.
At this time, TIME, seemed to really slow,,,,,, down...... Red shirt jerk, who'm I can't stand, is in major trouble,,,,, however, this is now really interesting to me.
I'm not really sure what red shirt did, but I'm willing to make book that it wasn't the "right" thing, over at the other table.
Thus, I am really interested in how this moron responds.
Nope. He didn't let me down.
"Hey, ---- You, man. "
I just thought, "cool, guess he never took "comebacks" 101.
And I knew right then it was coming.
Stocky guy from the other table way on the right that I didn't know, just creamed him.
I mean CREAMED! him, right in the face.
Now, red shirt guy would have gotten off a LOT easier, if he had chosen his seats more carefully.
He was smashed in the face, flew backward, ,,,, however, even though the table and chairs he was sitting by eventually went down,
he didn't.
I am sure, through no choice of his own, well, the table kept him back upright, it kind of sprang him right back into the action.
Does anybody remember those blow up clown dolls?, that had a sand base in them so you could "bop' em" and they would spring back up?
Meet "red shirt "bop'em".
It was like "surrealistic " for me to watch. He sprang back up from the table not letting him fall, and Stocky guy, just let him have it again.
This time he went down, and , I'll be totally honest with you, I didn't feel bad for him for a second.
About this time, my favorite piano player was calling for securtity on the Mike, and Diane walked , well, run,,, back up.
"No, don't worry, not me, I didn't cause it"
There was one problem though.
Stocky guy wasn't being a "stopping guy".
To me, a fight is over once one guy is down. And, even though I didn't see what happened originally, I'd put my money on the fact that the stocky guy had a reason.
But, like I said, he wasn't stopping.
He was bending way over, and punching red shirt in the head as he was lying there. At least he wasn't kicking him. But I knew I had to stop this , but there is a whole DMZ between me , and them.
That's Demilitarized Zone.
I will also say,,,, that I HATE having to break up fights. For some reason, I always end up holding back the "bleeding" guy. And afterward, everybody asks me, "Your not hurt? are you?"
But I knew this time there was no chance of that happening.
Stocky guy wasn't bleeding, he had never even been hit!
Now,,,,, SPITTLE? That's another story. He was just about foaming at the mouth, he was so angry.
I got a hold of his arm, but just then, so did a whole bunch of other guys, some from the table he was at.
I think he suddenly realized he was in Major Doo doo, and he started yelling...
"THAT RECTOM JUST SLUGGED MY WIFE!"
"THAT RECTOM JUST SLUGGED MY WIFE"!!
repeat, wash, rinse.
Security was there, and they picked up red shirt even before he had totally come back to. THen, escorted them to the door.
The best part is, once it started, I had kept an eye on the Big dork. At first I didn't see him, then I did and he was just standing there, off to the right.
He never did a thing to help his buddy.
NOW, he's over there by the scene of the beatin,,,,,"Who was that rectum?" "Notice he didn't try to take on me?"
Yes, I hate to say it, but I was kind of hoping he would go for me, sometimes you just can't help it,,,,, a scrote is a scrote. Then, the funniest thing happened, and that's how we were able to put most of what really happened together.
As her redshirt friend is being almost beaten to death, the blonde witch is trying to "justify" whatever happened, and put herself in the clear.
She turns to me, and just keeps repeating,,,,,
"I didn't ask for his help." "Don't know why he did it."
"Honest, I didn't ask for his help, I could've taken care of things myself."
We were able then to put all the missing pieces together then, especially from what we heard when we left and the cops were all outside the door.
Red shirt went over to the table to ask sexy little girl that big dork danced with, to dance.
Blonde witch had decided that she doesn't want any competition, and laid into sexy girl.
Hey, I'm just calling her that, that's the way they saw it.
Blonde witch and sexy , "married" girl start going at it, and red shirt guy suddenly get's patriotic, and backs up blonde witch.
By hauling off and slugging the woman!
Yep! What goes around, comes around.
When all was said and don'e, and everything returned to normal, my favorite line that I heard on the whole trip ,,,,, came from my piano guy.
"Hey folks! We NOW have an empty table down here, right in front!"
yeah, that was a "had to be there" scene, to appreciate it.
In retrospect, I am very surprised that red shirt even was able to get back up, the shots he took were incredible.
And in a spotlight, I checked.
Nope, even though blood was flying all around, not a DROP on me.
Where do I collect?
Really, though, this is our favorite spot in Citywalk. And it still is. I refuse to let a few jerks change my mind about it, especially when I just heard that they have finally prosecuted that rectums that were giving folks a hard time a few months ago by Space Mountain. One of them even slugged a security guard and when they called for local police backup, then slugged a cop.
Yeah, Scrotes can happen anywhere, but I will admit, that these scrotes should have been thrown out a long time ago.
I have a feeling I just turned a lot of people off on Universal, but, what can I do? It happened, and I told. Again, this was out of the ordinary.
and so, I bid you all ado tonght, we shall continue on,,,,,, soon.
2BusyPlanning
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I have been enjoying your trip reports from a far, but I just have to say.... WOW! I never wanted to visit Universal, until now. That was just incredible.
Way to go for not getting anything on you!
I will now go back to enjoying your trip reports....
Way to go for not getting anything on you!
I will now go back to enjoying your trip reports....
Disneydad99
My Wifes Honey, My Kids Dad & A Grandpa
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nebo
"Naughty, naughty!"
This time they really told him off. They put an Excalamation Point at the end of the second "Naughty"
.Does anybody remember those blow up clown dolls?, that had a sand base in them so you could "bop' em" and they would spring back up?
Meet "red shirt "bop'em".
"Hey folks! We NOW have an empty table down here, right in front!"
Holy Cow I just got up off the floor from laughing...clown dolls
...red shirt bop'em ...& hey folks
great update Nebo & thanks for reading my report
"Naughty, naughty!"
This time they really told him off. They put an Excalamation Point at the end of the second "Naughty"
.Does anybody remember those blow up clown dolls?, that had a sand base in them so you could "bop' em" and they would spring back up?
Meet "red shirt "bop'em".
"Hey folks! We NOW have an empty table down here, right in front!"
Holy Cow I just got up off the floor from laughing...clown dolls
...red shirt bop'em ...& hey folks great update Nebo & thanks for reading my report
luvhockey
Mouseketeer
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Loved the bop'em line. I had one of those as a kid. One of my fondest memories is playing with it and my little sister would sit on it so it couldn't bop back up. I got so mad at her I picked it up and slugged her with the sand end. Heheheheh (evil laugh).
On another note---what's a scrote? Or is this something I should know?
Glad the good humor man came out spotless.
Angela
On another note---what's a scrote? Or is this something I should know?
Glad the good humor man came out spotless.
Angela
winkers
<font color=blue>I was stuck in that position and
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"THAT RECTOM JUST SLUGGED MY WIFE!"
"THAT RECTOM JUST SLUGGED MY WIFE"!!
repeat, wash, rinse.
.
I'm assuming that's the correct term for another word having to do with a donkey? I don't know why but that line just made my stomach hurt from laughing so hard. Oh, and I'm also wondering about "scrote" .
smidgy
dimples
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(winkers: ding ding ding!you win.)
nebo is right, I can spot trouble in a heartbeat; and in a bar (sorry ladies, but it's true), it usually starts with a girl - one of the "trouble girl" triplets. they travel the world over looking to start trouble, but somehow always end up at my bar.
sister #1: comes in with a wimpy looking boyfriend/husband. wears a shirt 2 sizes too small for her ample "what the good lord gave her". flirts shamelessly with all the guys, much to wimpy's embarrassment, then gets "offended" when one of them reacts accordingly. poor wimpy is forced to step up to defend her honor. (poor guy is dead meat)
sister#2: we call her the "perch" in the bar business. she comes in by herself, flips back her hair, orders a drink, then starts counting out change to pay for it. hapless guys buy her drinks all night, and they all go home alone. (perch, because she perches on the bar stool)
sister#3: this was the girl at pat o'briens. she's with a couple guys; the center of their attention; but that isn't enough. she wants EVERYONE'S attention. ("you had to be a big shot, last night, didn't ya?, you're friends were all knocked out" ... literally, in this case!)
anyhow, the worst thing about their dancing was they blocked the view of the mirrors. I love watching the pianists' fingers "tickling the ivories". don't let this one incident turn you off - it's a great place. the musicians are very talented, know just about any song you request, everyone sings along, usually great fun
nebo is right, I can spot trouble in a heartbeat; and in a bar (sorry ladies, but it's true), it usually starts with a girl - one of the "trouble girl" triplets. they travel the world over looking to start trouble, but somehow always end up at my bar.
sister #1: comes in with a wimpy looking boyfriend/husband. wears a shirt 2 sizes too small for her ample "what the good lord gave her". flirts shamelessly with all the guys, much to wimpy's embarrassment, then gets "offended" when one of them reacts accordingly. poor wimpy is forced to step up to defend her honor. (poor guy is dead meat)
sister#2: we call her the "perch" in the bar business. she comes in by herself, flips back her hair, orders a drink, then starts counting out change to pay for it. hapless guys buy her drinks all night, and they all go home alone. (perch, because she perches on the bar stool)
sister#3: this was the girl at pat o'briens. she's with a couple guys; the center of their attention; but that isn't enough. she wants EVERYONE'S attention. ("you had to be a big shot, last night, didn't ya?, you're friends were all knocked out" ... literally, in this case!)
anyhow, the worst thing about their dancing was they blocked the view of the mirrors. I love watching the pianists' fingers "tickling the ivories". don't let this one incident turn you off - it's a great place. the musicians are very talented, know just about any song you request, everyone sings along, usually great fun
Except when explained in a Nebo exerpt.
Oh man Good STUFF!!!!!!
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You neglected to mention the beer bottles being smashed on the bar or the burnout from the biker gang that rode through it. Jeez, that sounds like bars that Ive been to around my hometown, except less teeth, trashier clothes/people, bar....well, everything but the fight. Its all entertaining till someone gets blood on them.
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This was my favorite line!
But it was all really funny. How do you do that with a scene like this? And how fortunate that it made such great fodder for your TR! Alright, alright! I'll buy you a Manhattan at the River Roost. That oughta cost about $15. But ya gotta wear the white outfit!
I agree! I was certain that the manager was going to throw them out after the second smoking infraction.
I love your description of the trouble triplets....so true. I worked in a restaurant/bar for years and I know em when I see em.
Don't worry about turning people off to Universal. This could've happened ANYWHERE. But it did make for a great installment!
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Absolutely hilarious! Did I spell that right? Who cares, all I know is that I could almost picture it in my head, your writing is great Nebo!! As for scrote, Nebo might be able to explain it in a way that won't get the moderators in an uproar, but, I know what it means, and let me just say, perfect discriptive word!!!!
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