tinfoilhalo

Holy poop on a stick!!! Last night just plain ROCKED . The lovely and always dainty Ms.yebutz accompanied me to the Red Elvises show deep in the dark steamy jungles of Pittsburgh . Those crazy russian guys put on a damn fine show , let me tell 'ya . Funny thing was , their opening band was a bunch of black leather jacket wearing , mowhawk- having , tattoo'd , screaming hardcore punk rockers called Supercharged Suicide . For the group of people that I was with , that wasn't a problem . The HEEE-LARIOUS part was that The Elvises play kind of old fashioned sounding 50's beach rock-n-roll , so a bunch of older folks came out to see them . The looks on their faces when these guys started playing was absolutely PRICELESS . There was one woman sitting behind m who I thought was going to commit ritual suicide with a salad fork to escape the "scary" music that was coming from the people onstage . Funny stuff .

Then as the night progressed , and TEQUILA was introduced into the equation , things got steadily crazier . There was disco dancing , yebutz licking the bass player in the Red Elvises guitar , a snakeskin suit clad accordian player , several women belly dancing onstage , rampant beer guzzling , and a partridge in a pear tree . To sum up , I would say a good time was had by one and all .

Now go say "Hi" to yebutz , and console her on the loss of afore mentioned tequila . I'm sure she's feeling a little empty inside .