Battle Of The Network Reality Drunk All Stars
Hey all, spotdog here. I’ve been meaning to get this story out for a while, but everytime I started it, I realized that I could do it no justice being that the gang from TVgasm would soon be doing their write up on the evening. So, if you’re at all into the whole Reality TV thing check it out. And if you said you’re not, you’re probably lying. You filthy lying liar. How dare you lie to me?
The basic premise to said story was a drunken evening in Hollywood in which we got to observe these so-called reality stars in their natural environment.. A hipster bar called Geisha House. Yes, one of the places owned by Fez and The Kutch. B-Side, J Unit, and IndianJones do a great job of summing up the evening. I’ve only got a couple things that were purely spot.
So, check it out their story here… and then you can come back and read my piddly additions.
- At Cabo, earlier in the afternoon, I managed to fall on my spotted ass right in front of the entire bar while trying to make a drunken phone call.
- I must say that for a hoity toity H-town hipster hovel, Geisha House was a pretty pimpin place. Alliterations aside, when I’m that drunk, I like to smoke, and they’ve somehow found a way around the whole “No Smoking Indoors” thing. Point Kuther.
- Speaking of smoking, Jerry Manthey of Survivor infamy, smoke cloves (I bummed one) and is actually not as bitchy as I expected her to be.
- Nikki’s crotch is not unlike Mike Tyson. It’s bruised up, had its best days sometime in the early 90s, and was probably involved in a sexual assault at some point.
- I payed the damn bouncers at Mood in order to get J Unit and Rex Box in, and they promptly walked away with the cash never to return. May your souls burn in Heaven, bitches.
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It was actually entertaining outside. I got to see some fella kick the bejesus out of a Billy Joel sign with his girlfriend crying next to him for 15 minutes. (The Fella’s, not Billy’s) From the sound of it, his girlfriend was quite the slut. I was making my way across the street to introduce myself right when you called to tell me you had misappropriated the rest of our bribe money.
Then, I got to see that ?Brian guy from Average Joe II get into a fracas with some sort of pan-sexual Yo-boy. Apparently they were making fun of each others clothes and it was getting very heated. The last thing I heard was “Well, whatever man, you got the pink Izod shirt, and I got this. Fuckin, whatever man!”