Nothing Pink Can Hurt You...

So some of you may or may not know that this past week we had a visitor. His name is Kiki... The thunder form down under, the lover of all things marsupial, the picker upper of strippers, and I hate to admit this, but he's cool...

I blame him for my recent lapse in posting. Why blame yourself when you can blame others???

Between partying with him and going to Madonna, it has been a rather tiring week.

KIKI GO HOME!!! I'm exhausted....

Madonna....

Hmm, I have to admit the woman puts on an incredible show. Catdoggg and I really only went to see one song, but ended up diggin the whole thing. 2 songs in I admitted that it was worth the money. Now, lets just hope the Red Hot Chillipeppers don't disappoint.

By the way, if you have epilepsy...DO NOT GO TO MADONNA!!!!

We also visited my old Sunday night hangout from many moons ago and was surprised to see my buddy Joe still working the bar.

On Sunday nights we used to own that place. We would come over from work or during sometimes and the numbers were high, but there was always the 6 of us and we would drink and drink and gamble and gamble our paychecks away. Playing Liars Poker between 6 to 8 people at $20 a hand could either make you very rich or very poor in seconds. Tony would whip out the dice sometimes and between that and betting on who would pee next we did it all. Good times... If you won...

Of course the night was not complete without the signature shot that I introduced to Catdoggg last night. They are called Pink Things, Why? Cause nothing pink can hurt you.

Joe's specialty. I've been drinking these shots for 9 years now and I still don't now exactly what's in them, but let me tell you that they do and will affect you operating heavy machinery.


Oh, and we taught the Catdoggg how to play Liars Poker. She of course is a natural. I'm screwed!!!

They also have a Margarita Pole that lists 9 different drinks. If you drink the pole you drink for free. Catdoggg sat there and tried to figure it out and truly thinks that she could do it, but Joe had to inform her that in his 15 years of bartending there were only 3 people who had finished it. Then after she had just two of Joe's normal Margarita, I think she quickly learned that it's almost impossible.

That's all for now...

p.s. Yes, as mentioned on another blog, expect to see the photos of Kiki and The Papadog's gay night out.