Sunday, January 20, 2008

PWT Edition

So, at my favorite local karaoke place, the crowd is diverse-ish: Texarkana's version of college-student hipster-types, biker dudes and chicks, and (since they are pervasive around here) poor white trash. As expected from such a mix, the song choices range from the cheeky to the earnest; an exuberant Monty Python Lumberjack Song rendition may be followed by a wanna-be rockstar go at George Thorogood's Bad to the Bone.

I couldn't stop watching the folks at the next table. I didn't know who was worse: the meth whore whose breasts were being mauled by multiple men or the lap dancing pregnant girl. Anyway, towards last call, a woman circulated trying to sell people polaroids. I gave her $5 to take a photo of preggers as she ground her ass into the crotch of one of the various comers (so to speak). Enjoy photo above, with extra-special knowledge that the grinder behind her was, moments after this photo was taken, physically restrained and removed from the bar and preggers herself was then kicked out.

Love from the trenches,

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