Every Day Is Like Sunday

I haven't been to the Lamp on a Sunday in forever, but it was the place to be after the Morrissey show. Lots of stuff went on, but there is one story that needs to be told for posterity.

I went out for a smoke and when I came back, some lady was in my seat. I politely kicked her out and then got a good look at her. She had a black eye and was all haggard looking. Great, how come I get to deal with the crazies? I pretty much tried to ignore her. She went away for a bit. But not for a good reason. Next thing you know she is over by the pool table and flashing these guys who were taking photos. But that wasn't enough for her. She took off her top, then her wife beater (no bra) and started to really parade the boobs. Now if you know me, I am not one to hate on the flashing, but she really crossed a line there. So I told Russ who promptly kicked her out of the bar.

So she comes back over to where I was at (her backpack was there) and tells this guy standing next to me that she was getting kicked out for flashing but that it was lame because she's a lesbian. So he was joking around and flashed her and then she licked his nipples. EW!!!!

Just another day at the bar, huh????