What happens after 19 vodka waters? Good effing question. I thought I still had it after a Midtown ragefest two weeks ago. Apparently I don’t.
Last Friday started harmlessly at Bear’s Den in Conway. If you’ve never been there you are missing a classic college dive equipped with billiards, a great patio, and the quintessential bar sport known as beer pong. The patio is adorned with a classic sign with rules to live by.
I finally made it back home and headed straight to sushi with Shewolf. You’ve already seen it so no picture needed.
What happened next can only be described as anarchy. More VnW. More more more. Liquid gluttony.
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was then cast into a blur. How about a British Imperial Pint of RedBull? Sounds good and mission critical.
We finally tabbed out and stumbled to WT Bubbas. Along the way a tree was eyeballing us. It’s always a good time to hug a tree, especially on that is checking you out. I was prescribed water bottles only at Bubbas. Probably a good move.
The night wasn’t too late but certainly late enough. All in all, this was a night to not remember.
I’ve been getting an eerie feeling lately as I stumble through the rivermarket. It’s not the monsters or pan-handlers, it’s the most obvious things that give the biggest creeps.
Have you ever been downtown to The Saucer? We both know you have been there. Have you ever noticed the furniture store across the street? Of course you haven’t. Why haven’t you noticed it? Because no one is EVER in the store. Not employees, not customers, not no one.
So I was standing outside burning a Pfunk thinking about that store, La Harpe’s. I began wondering why the fuck a furniture store would want to be on the most dense binge drinking street in Little Rock. It doesn’t make sense.
A store whose windows prices are outrageous, were talking $3-400 for plastic school chairs. That’s one good way to keep customers out of a store, nothing to see here, move along, no illegal activity happening in the back room, keep moving people.
You see where I am going with this?
Fuck sake, we’ve been had. La Harpe’s is home to the biggest Mafia cover-up in Little Rock. I’m okay with this but that prime time real estate is being wasted for some Bros to make extra cheese.
Your opinion matters little but let me know what you think.
Do you think I’m right?
For the record: I only drank Chimay at this beerfest. Shidiot haters don’t tell me how to drink. Then I ate some fried shit and pounded Gin and Tonics like a bro.
It’s Wednesday. You’re obviously on a budget. You get an email from your bro saying “Free Fucking Beer.” Then you dump your pants.Then you realize it’s Movies in the Park downtown. This is like taking candy from a baby.
I’m already a fan of this. Surreal next level ish.
In reality, the LR Chamber Young Pros were indeed handing out free beer before the showing of movies in the park. LR Celebrity Hot Dog Mike was there slinging meat. We took some pics.
I should be a photog because this is swag. Please note the free beer.
- WOOPIGHOTDOG!™ $4.00
All beef dog topped with bacon, slaw, onion, sweet BBQ sauce and a hint of tangy sriracha sauce. The one that put Hot Dog Mike on the map.
That’s what’s up.
This is how hot blondes eat dogs and drank beer.
Examine Tina crushing this bad boy.
Guys I didn’t even mention the Movie in the Park was The Hangover. I also failed to mention my cooler filled with Amreican Beer.
Spicy Gyro and 2 Dolmades. If you go to the Rivermarket check this place out. The owner and his wife, in a word, crunk.