Okay, now who wants to talk about the weekend?!

We don’t know about you, but our weekend started on Thursday! Since Recess Pub is closed for the next couple weeks (it’s opening under a new name), Jenny Bomb Dome has been free to run wild around the city with us on Thursdays. Alleycat! Dark Lady! Colosseum! JWU finished their shit up on Thursday so everyone was out, just wonderful. Not to be outdone by silly college people, we decided to team up with Ada and blow up Balloons, later joined by our DJ Tommy Stylez and some friends around 3a. You know, we’re often asked why we even go to Balloons; they don’t serve liquor, all of the strippers are 18yo ghetto girls in fluorescent fishnets, they’re open way after-hours, it’s filled with scumbags and is sleazy as fuck — wait, we just made our case! Where else are you going to see some douche shove a rolled-up $1 bill into some skank’s twat and have it stick in there??? Balloons is our guilty pleasure, not because it’s good — but because it’s so, so wrong.

And it does wrong, so right…