Last night….Friday night….April and George took Mike Lebowski on their girls’ night out. We had to leave him in the car because they don’t “serve his kind in here.” By his kind….we, of course, mean monsters. So, we packed in some cajun food (and some drinks. George: Purple Haze Louisiana beer. April: Swamp waters) and our bartender/server was great! A super nice fellow.
We grabbed Mike, who greeted us with his signature “wha’s up bitchessssss?!!!” and took him to ….the cakerie.
First Mike partied with the “naked cakes”….
before entering the inner sanctum: the “walk in. ”
Here our loveable monster friend, Keyboard Money Mike, parties in the cash register.
Now, on to more serious matters: April’s new tattoo. FYI for a certain loser, Apie did NOT cry AND she is better off without you.
That is all for tonight folks. Don’t forget to tip your servers! Next time….try the hurricanes!
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Mike Lebowski sounds like a fun guy. My nephew (a full grown man), had a beany baby bear that he called Bear Boy. His wife made clothes for it. He took Bear Boy on vacations and a lot of places and would take pictures of him on the ticket counter at the airlines, on the dashboard looking out the window of their RV, and on and on. It was the funniest thing you ever saw.
He stopped after he got his first grand child. I think that’s all he needed. That and attention.
Comment by 4urpets February 6, 2008 @ 4:46 pm