Low fidelity
Last night Youpers was insanely crowded like it was Saturday night, since the Beastie Boys show had just let out. Yuck. Secret Keeper managed to save three seats at the bar until Left Hook and I arrived, using only her leg and her wits. Oh, plus a DON’T FUCK WITH ME attitude. Duh.
Anyway it was loud there so we changed seats once the place emptied out.
Bartender: Oh, you moved?
Lefty: Yeah, the sound is better here.
Pistol: Totes.
Lefty: We’re all about high-end audio.
Pistol: We’re audiophiles.
Bartender: That’s what I was just gonna say.
Lefty: What? That sounds sexually insane?
Hahahahahaha.
BONUS: the band that was playing in the back room? THE SHAPES.
One Response to “Low fidelity”
1 Left Hook 10 August 2007 @ 12:21 pm
Poor [redacted]. He’s so delicious and yet hasn’t been fantastically renamed.
Ya know, it’s awesome that one of us actually has a memory.
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