4Loko + Corzo + Moonshine/Happy Ending

The ones code named "Choir Boy," "G," and I had brunch at Chow King.

I finally debuted my vest that I had originally bought for that modeling gig where I was supposed to strut with it open and showing off my pectoral and abdominal muscles until that segment got cut. Dinner was at some Vietnamese place. There was a nice Mixed Martial Arts shop in the same parking lot.

I caught a Mardi Gras necklace.

At the shuttle stop, an older black woman was feeling my hair. Nothing new. Inside the shuttle, her two daughters sat behind "Choir Boy" and I. They're from Texas. It was so nice to meet black people who can admit that Manny Pacquiao won his "controversial" previous fight and that Juan Manuel Marquez merely "gave him a run for his money." Other than that, "Choir Boy" outed my ethnicity, which I like to keep strangers guessing to maintain my chameleon-esque mystique. Although, the younger sister claims to have suspected it. We parted ways at the shuttle stop outside of the Bally's hotel where they anxiously headed to get free patron shots while pretending to gamble.

"CHOIR BOY": Don't drink too much. Your mom's watching.
THEIR MOM: Mommy's drinking too!

At Planet Hollywood, the bar Blondie's was dumbfuckedly charging $40 (though with "all you can drink") to watch the UFC PPV. Fuck that as the PPV itself is $40 and therefore defeats the purpose of watching it in a bar. I instead bought a grape-flavored 4Loko and we split it. It was "Choir Boy's" first 4Loko.

I finally got to hit up my old stomping grounds of Coyote Ugly. I only paid $5 for the first time as someone was handing out coupons. But the crowd had changed. The barmaid was, despite being a black chick, nowhere near as sassy as her predecessors. At all. The barmaid dancing on the counter at the back of the room was jackoffable, but she's not my Debbie. We each got Corzo shots and left.

On the way back to the hotel, I got some Moonshine mixed with something called Happy Ending at the Miracle Mile shops.

Dinner was ox tail soup for "Choir Boy" and "G" while I was craving pancakes, eggs, and sausages.