SLUNT at the Alley Cat
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|Abby doing her thing|
|That's how you end up swallowing bugs, Pat|
|Jesus tap dancing Christ|
|Christine (slowly killing herself with cancer sticks)|
|Abby with some of the Ally Cat girls|
|"See. I told you they were bricks!"
Stupid caption? Fine. Why don't you tell me what's going on in this picture, 'cause I have no idea.
|Chistine in the process of getting Slunted|
|…and the end result|
|Damon from Artimus Pyledriver trying to sneak into the picture.|
|More goofing around|
|Grrrrr! (I don't know what's up with the knife)|
|This is "Vicious". She waited on us the first time we went to the Alley Cat. She was doing a shitty job, so we bought her a shot, hoping it would cheer her up and improve our service a bit. No way. It took her like 15 minutes to come back with the shot that we bought for her, then she drank it and walked away without a word (and continued to suck for the rest of the night). One of the worst waitresses I've had, butt for some reason she still seems to get decent tips.|
|This is our friend Steve from a great Atlanta band called p.u.s.h. Thou hast been Slunted, Steve!|
|This guy made me uncomfortable. His shirt says something about millions of dead cops. I wanted a better look, but I was afraid he'd be able to look into my soul and see that I don't hate black people, and I wasn't sure how he'd react to the discovery.|
|OK, so my man has a PBR tatoo. That's pretty sweet. Perhaps there can be peace between us, scary guy.|
|Rob: permanently Slunted|