bam bam
08-16-2008, 03:58 PM
We did the whole tourist thing last night. Pre-game poker at Harrah's. Mr. B's, jaunt down Bourbon St bought ridiculous baseball hats that say "French Quarter, New Orleans" on them. Hit Rick's. Smoked a couple of cigars, good night all around.
We left Mr. B's and were immediately accosted by the sleazy hispanic dude selling cheesey tourist hats that said "French Quarter" on them. They were 2 for $10. I orginially had no intention of buying them but I negotiated the guy down to 2 for $5 mainly because I wanted to see if I could do it. When he readily agreed, I felt obligated to purchase them. We put on our hats, lit our cigars (CAO Black) and walked up Bourbon St to Rick's.
While on Conti, in the middle of a crowd, I yell out "Overland Park, Kansas can lick my nut sack. I am never leaving the 504." DC and I found this to be hilarious.
One of the great things about strip bars is that it is one of the last places one can smoke a cigar indoors. We enter Rick's and I have more free cover charge cards for this place than a crackhead standing at the corner of Iberville and Bourbon. We are immediately seated. We order to domestic beers that come to $16 and soon we are accosted by young women with firm but supple breasts. We are told it is $60 to go in the back.
"What do I get for $60?"
"I'll rub my breasts in your face and grind on your c-ck."
"Sold"
$320 later, I am told we can go to the champagne room for another $400 plus drinks. What a bargain!
Needless to say we were in the champagne room for a very long time. And Chris Rock is wrong.
We left Mr. B's and were immediately accosted by the sleazy hispanic dude selling cheesey tourist hats that said "French Quarter" on them. They were 2 for $10. I orginially had no intention of buying them but I negotiated the guy down to 2 for $5 mainly because I wanted to see if I could do it. When he readily agreed, I felt obligated to purchase them. We put on our hats, lit our cigars (CAO Black) and walked up Bourbon St to Rick's.
While on Conti, in the middle of a crowd, I yell out "Overland Park, Kansas can lick my nut sack. I am never leaving the 504." DC and I found this to be hilarious.
One of the great things about strip bars is that it is one of the last places one can smoke a cigar indoors. We enter Rick's and I have more free cover charge cards for this place than a crackhead standing at the corner of Iberville and Bourbon. We are immediately seated. We order to domestic beers that come to $16 and soon we are accosted by young women with firm but supple breasts. We are told it is $60 to go in the back.
"What do I get for $60?"
"I'll rub my breasts in your face and grind on your c-ck."
"Sold"
$320 later, I am told we can go to the champagne room for another $400 plus drinks. What a bargain!
Needless to say we were in the champagne room for a very long time. And Chris Rock is wrong.