I went to Atlantic City -

Went to a Poison concert-

Any questions?
- met some new friends/money
- lost some old friends/money
- played some poker, not on tha internets
- drank New Jersey's entire supply of Captain Morgans (which they have little Rum Guns for, omg I want one)
- Got to hear Lilly's laugh for a week straight - Lilly has an awesome laugh

Went to a Poison concert-
- I was the DD - I am an awesome DD, who knew.
- Had two girls pee on my foot
- I averted a fist fight with a 13 year old
- Had 5 beers spilled on misc parts of my body
- Sebastian Bach > Bret Michaels
- I don't look half bad in a dew rag
Any questions?
Labels: life, tha pokers
I have a question indeed. Why Poison?
Then again, I'm from the Kiss generation, so I might not want to press the issue too much....