Saturday night we all went out for Chrisse’s birthday. You may remember Chrissie she is my buddy Reggie’s wife. Anyway he thought it would be a good surprise to her if he got a party bus. But I didn’t expect to see this monstrosity come rolling down my street. I immediately dubbed it the “Shaggin’ Wagon”

Just in case you want to pick up “The Shaggin Wagon” here is the number.

FYI: There are nekked boobies in that window. Just look real hard.

And guess what was inside?

Yup it’s a stripper pole!

The coolers are NOT included in the cost of the “Shaggin Wagon”.

It also had a working toilet and shower. Ya know, if case someone gets all sweaty while working the pole.

Before we left my house I changed the setting on the camera from the best quality photos to a less quality so I could only take 587 pics. But I only took 80. But I have a rule about posting pics of other people I know so you won’t see any of them. But I have no problem posting pics of strangers or people I don’t like. We’ll get to them in a sec, keep your shirt on.

There were of 14 of us that road the Shaggin Wagon and went to dinner at the Kona Grill. Surprisingly we were on time for our reservations and they sat us right away.

Here’s some sushi for ya.

I dont eat sushi I think its disgusting.

After dinner we headed over to Power and Crime District. Or is it the White Power and Light District, I can’t remember the correct vernacular.

After standing around for a few minuets we decided on Howl at the Moon. Mostly because it had the shortest line. That is to say it had no line, so we paid our 7 dollar cover. I know 7 bucks just to get in to a crappy bar. I’ll get in to its crappyness in a few. But, seriously 7 fucking dollar? What am I a gawd dam Rockefeller? Beer at the door was 4 bucks for a bud light, glad I had only one of those. I graduated to the B&C.

If you like being entertained buy a guy that looks like this then this is the place for you.

Here is his money shot.

That last one is for you ladies.

But they were entertaining. And the place was pretty packed.

A place that lets the wait staff dance on the bars can’t be all bad. Can it?

Girls scouts? In a bar?

Plus they let you wright on the mirror. This is what I call great art.

But then someone had to go and tag the other mirror with some disgusting graffiti.

This is just disgusting.

I have no idea what this thing is or what a lime Roll is, and I don’t want to know.

We ditched that place before closing and hit a couple of other bars.

Then headed back to my place. Pam and Scott had driven over from their place in BFE. So they hung around until 6 am which is when I finally went to bed… At 6  AM Sunday morning.

After we got back to my place no one could find The EYE-talian. His car was still there. (We picked him up after dinner.) So we texted him. Did we leave him at a bar? Did he he fall off the top of the Shaggin Wagon when he was surfing like Teen Wolf? Next thing we know its 5 am and he comes walking in the front door. The dude was sleeping in his car for 2 hours. Lame.