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So my friend The Coolest Chick Ever took me out last night to--how to describe this? *deep breath*--a geisha drag show with a Japanese buffet charity event at a sushi restaurant grand reopening.
Got all that? Good.
To say the least, it was interesting. As many such things are in this town. But the food was...interesting. I heard they had masago spaghetti. Anyone who eats sushi knows that masago is a kind of roe, i.e. fish eggs. Yes. Fish eggs. With spaghetti. This could not be good. But ya know what? It was one of the best dishes there. And this is not an insult to the rest of the food....most of it was spectacular, and the masago spaghetti was eye-openingly awesome.
The drag show was, naturally, very entertaining, and for a good cause--though what, I'm still not sure. After all, I was throwing down the Kirin Ichibans (Japanese brand of beer) pretty liberally.
And then Chick and I went over to a nearby bar and played pool and drank more beer. Shockingly, against four people, including Chick, her husband, her friend, and some douchebag, I went 5-1 in pool. In darts, I beat Chick handily 3-0.
Dressed the way I was, and since the similarities have been mentioned to me before, I couldn't resist answering like this when Chick asked me what I was drinking: "I don't always drink beer, but when I do...I prefer Dos Equis." It was amusing.
What? Oh, the thread title? Chick is married. Did I not mention that her husband joined us at the second bar? But he is pretty much indifferent towards drag shows, and doesn't like most fish, and won't eat sushi at all. So I was her
"date."
Please, give me a little credit, people!
Got all that? Good.
To say the least, it was interesting. As many such things are in this town. But the food was...interesting. I heard they had masago spaghetti. Anyone who eats sushi knows that masago is a kind of roe, i.e. fish eggs. Yes. Fish eggs. With spaghetti. This could not be good. But ya know what? It was one of the best dishes there. And this is not an insult to the rest of the food....most of it was spectacular, and the masago spaghetti was eye-openingly awesome.
The drag show was, naturally, very entertaining, and for a good cause--though what, I'm still not sure. After all, I was throwing down the Kirin Ichibans (Japanese brand of beer) pretty liberally.
And then Chick and I went over to a nearby bar and played pool and drank more beer. Shockingly, against four people, including Chick, her husband, her friend, and some douchebag, I went 5-1 in pool. In darts, I beat Chick handily 3-0.
Dressed the way I was, and since the similarities have been mentioned to me before, I couldn't resist answering like this when Chick asked me what I was drinking: "I don't always drink beer, but when I do...I prefer Dos Equis." It was amusing.
What? Oh, the thread title? Chick is married. Did I not mention that her husband joined us at the second bar? But he is pretty much indifferent towards drag shows, and doesn't like most fish, and won't eat sushi at all. So I was her
"date."
Please, give me a little credit, people!
Or at least in the top five. I always turn my radio up when I hear one, to see if it's a new one. 
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