AAARRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!! I am going home on leave in a couple days and want to go out one night and party a little...but all my favorite bars have been RUINED!!! 1. Hurricane O' Malleys: USED to be a dueling piano bar where you could tip the piano players to play a song for you and they would play a very raunchy and upbeat version...audience participation was a MUST, you had to sing and clap or join the conga line or whatever the song demanded... if you didnt then the piano players would stop everthing and point you out and the whole bar would point at you and sing "you picked a fine time to leave me Lucille.." and then shout.. YOU BITCH, YOU SLUT, YOU WHORE... Now it's a damn 70's disco bar with a lame lighted dance floor like in "Saturday NIght Fever' but not as cool. 2. Sparks: USED to be a kick ass dance club with several different rooms playing different music...you never knew what kind of crowd you would find there and everyone was welcome,...Gay, Straight, Bi, Drag Queens, Trannys, Hippies, Punks, Goths, Squares... everybody mixed and mingled and there were never any fights or problems..you could sit outside on the terrace and chill, play pool or darts, dance, drink, do illicit substances in the bathroom...NOW it's a freakin yuppie bar and it's so BORING and STERILE it makes me want to vomit. 3. Anthony's By the Bridge: USED to be a nice relaxing bar with HUGE booths set into the walls with lots of comfy cushions and a very mixed crowd hanging out there aged 20's through 60's. They served 69 kinds of beer in pints, half-yards and full yards... you got a little card and were part of Anthony's 'Club 69' and the servers and bartenders marked off your card for every beer you drank. If you drank one of each they engraved your name on the bar...I was 15 away and they sold out to a fuckin PIZZA PLACE!!!!!!! SO now all my favorite places are closed and the coolest bar left in town is Connections, the gay bar. DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!
quote: an eighth of crack An eigth of Crack, what the hell is that? Anyway, I hear you, yuppies and gentrification can suck the life out of a place.
quote: 1/8 of a gram. scuse my spelling. It wasn't the spelling, its just that crack is sold in different sized rocks, not 1/8 of a gram or ounce ( and I know this from.....watching the...news and stuff)
so when are you going to come back into town with that beantown crack again? I made a fortune from reselling it last time and bought myself a rap label.
quote: the money you made last time should hold out until i go back only if I can sign the next Jay Z.
