| ShackleMeNot: We went a few blocks down
to Tootsie's. From what I was told, it's a rather famous bar, and
one of the oldest in nashville. On the way there we saw a dog sitting
in a Horse drawn buggy and started harrassing people about the horses
drinking whiskey. They didn't seem amused. We got to Tootsies, and
the same drill as the previous night went. I was to walk in between
a few of the guys. Seth was behind me, and did NOT have a fake ID.
I got in fine, and somehow, by some act of God, Seth made it in. He
immediately proceeded to jump up and down with delight yelling "HEY
GUYS!!!!!! I GOT IN!!!!!!" Jeebus, what an entrance buddy. It
took us probably about 10 minutes to make our way upstairs. Seth went
to the bar and got a coke or something, got carded, and was asked
to leave. He took off his glasses and put on Lush's shirt and they
never knew the difference. I got a beer and talked with the guys.
We left after not too long, the crowded rooms weren't really our bag,
so we went back to Printer's Alley. Gus had me buy a case of beer,
and we did the whole foam cup thing again. We were all sitting on
a ledge drinking when a bike cop rode up. He asked who's beer it was
sitting between I think Chris's legs, and he replied that he did not
know. The cop told us that it wouldn't be a problem, but we were blocking
the entrance to the clubs. We left. |
| Zodiac13: We go to tootsie's. It is
actually a really cool, historic place. But at midnight on a Saturday,
it was plain ol' Hot & crowded. Letsgoskatepool is admitted into
the bar. Jaws drop. go with it. Letsgoskatepool is then asked to leave
by a different door guy. Letsgoskatepool is provided with a disguise
in the form of Lush's shirt. We ditch that place. We head back to
the alley for more cup beers. Nice. |
| AlvaCollector: Under age kids with braces
should nod and not smile when in a bar. They also shouldn't shout
"hey, I got in" and then walk to the bar and try to order
a Coke. |
| LetsGoSkatePool: I did not drink one
sip of alky-hol, despite the constant badgering of the responsible
adults….The BAR SCENE! After a good long look at my id the door
man let me in (even though it clearly says not 21 till 08 in red letters).
We got upstairs after what seemed like forever (but not before grabbing
a round at the downstairs bar). TGM thought it would be a good idea
for me to get a drink so that I fit in, so I went to the bar and asked
for a red bull.I got carded again and was told to leave. Instead I
put on Lush's button down shirt and took off my glasses and we were
good. The bar got boring fast. We decided to go to Printer's alley
and many beers got drank. I left with Lush at around 11:30pm. |
| The Green Monkey: Gus wore the pirate
eye patch and the cowboy hat all around town on Saturday night. We
then saw someone wearing a legitimate eyepatch, working the door on
Printer's Alley with his wife, four month old infant, and five year
old. little one. |
| Amorone:The bouncer with the eyepatch
and kids working the door with him was just sad. Gusto was still wearing
his eyepatch and joked about going over to talk to the guy. Thank
God, Gusto was either joking or his A.D.D. struck and he moved on
from that flash of brilliance. |
| Zodiac13: Letsgoskatepool leaves the
group to drive 10 hours to Maryland, through the night, in an uninsured
vehicle with illegal plates that his parents do not know he purchased.
(Bonus points awarded!) Someone buys an entire case from the hot dog
window this time. Cups are provided by the metrosexual across the
way, and we are back in business. Here we are, a big ol' group of
drunken miscreants, standing in the alley, NOT going into any of the
clubs, drinking a case of beer. this is a perfect scenario for...
Cops.
Well, cop…on a bike. He doesn't really care that we're drinking
out of cups, but, we are blocking business. So, we gotta go.
|
| Amorone: The funny part about the cop
story is that we bought a whole flat of beers and would pour them
in the styrofoam cups as needed. I was not drinking at the time cause
that sinus crap was making me feel like shit. Somehow I was situated
in the center of our group though and had the flat of beers lying
on the ground under my feet. The cop walked/rode up and saw me sitting
there with all this beer first thing. He said something about "beers
are not allowed in the open" and my dumbass says "...but
I'm not drinking" right about the time I realize all the beer
is under me. haha The cop was pretty cool in the end...it was just
the strip bars across the alley and the karaoke place behind us that
did not like us hanging around and not patronizing their places of
business. |
Gusto, the Pirate Cowboy, at Tootsie's |
Because one picture just would not do Gusto justice...Gusto
the Pirate Cowboy Boob Inspecter |
Buying beer on the walk back, AlvaCollector takes ones for the team at the convenience store. |
|
|
Previous