Bullets Durgom
03-10-2017, 05:12 AM
I tried to stay schtum and on the QT but old habits die hard and I opened my big fat mouth. Sheesh!
Sos I figure...... what's dun is done, and y'kna, who wood'a thunk I'd make a jot o' diff. Not me sweetcheeks. As that chick that inspired the champagne glass said, you can only go to the guillotine once.
So, me shot down in flames by 2 bit hacks? Na, just flesh wounds, Jimmy. Nothing some brandy & broads won't cure.
So 'twas time for Bullets to bite the proverbial and check out the latest fandango in town at 35 off Broadway. The joint's prior handlers had me all-a-jitters, on the grapevine was chatter of gruesome GILFs, broken beds and 19th C DNA. That strip from Bridge & Broadway to beyond takes some hutzpah to sample methinks.
But what the heck there could be some fresh sweet flappers to sign and only spitting distance from Musso & Franks.
Now to declare, the big BD can't figure why this joint's not been given even a one-liner in any of the trades to date. Bunch of ostriches or keeping it lowdown? Be damned, I'm breakin' this baby in. Prob for more reasons than these but 1. it's my local, I dig it & it deserves it, 2. for da mo' any of you schmucks can pitch for a discount for a 99 review, so go for the gravy baby. Good set, cast, story.....it writes itself!
Consider the host and main man Lawrence as your Moneypenny. Make 'em happy must have been his astrological MO. If he's out, Jason looks after you like Alfred to Bruce. Do I have shares? I wish. Can I work with benefits? 'nuff to say, da joint's a gem. Fresh as daisy's derriere & with these 2 friendly fellas at the helm, wotz more to ask?
Well OK, the parlour decor is a bit naff with back-lit neon, sorta X in the 90's feel (anyone old timers remember the PVC nurses at The Lab?). But it's freshly painted & clean, the couches are new & comfy, the feel is good and nuffin' seedy 'tall. Only been to 2 rooms thus far but white grout showers in both, fresh bed linen and yes I'm about to say it, settle.... clean fluffy white towels. To go to a $150 base rate biz wiff judda 'bove......heaven. Not since SF in the 20's.
Feel like asking Hedda Hopper but here goes. My debut AR...
When: End o' last month, too many Sidecars.................
Who: Michelle
Age: plz I'm a gentleman, but gotta be 20s
Demeanour: No tiara, no tattoos
Appearance: Prom date with promise
Attitude: There's more to give
Prologue: Had called around opening, was recommended Kiki (saw her 6x4's total yes). So called the big L, she's awol. Drats! Understudy? Michelle.... Kiki & Michelle are cast as 'The Twins'. So me figures same script, wadda hell.
Easypeasy entrance, meet L&J, feel relaxed, another mug gotta line up I admired from side stage (see #2) but 2 shakes later I'm being led up the stairs by Michelle sporting a twinkle that takes me to the backrow clocking Clara Bow (& to all the PI's, the snaps are true).
The big room is our stage on opening night. Huge round bed, yet to be shagged shag pile carpet and no hint of the too usual aroma of a truckie's cabin. I'm writing pre-code scripts about what this room could host.
It's on like a maelstrom. I lead the way and before I know it she's 2 steps ahead. Young and gifted, erotic and exotic. I'm twisted, sister.
After 1 hour and given her standing ovation performance she's blasted and retires back-stage.
I'm braying for more so AR #2 - Barbie to come after a G&T or 2 maybe 3..................
Final Notes: Thus far seems like the Club of Fantasy promotes a trad. back to the garden type of chorus line so forewarning those Kens after Skipper. 's well Man/Can the main speak for most, so an app or talent for charades a must for Chinese challenged chatty types.
Opening night headline: 'Home Run!!!'
Outta 5: *****
Sos I figure...... what's dun is done, and y'kna, who wood'a thunk I'd make a jot o' diff. Not me sweetcheeks. As that chick that inspired the champagne glass said, you can only go to the guillotine once.
So, me shot down in flames by 2 bit hacks? Na, just flesh wounds, Jimmy. Nothing some brandy & broads won't cure.
So 'twas time for Bullets to bite the proverbial and check out the latest fandango in town at 35 off Broadway. The joint's prior handlers had me all-a-jitters, on the grapevine was chatter of gruesome GILFs, broken beds and 19th C DNA. That strip from Bridge & Broadway to beyond takes some hutzpah to sample methinks.
But what the heck there could be some fresh sweet flappers to sign and only spitting distance from Musso & Franks.
Now to declare, the big BD can't figure why this joint's not been given even a one-liner in any of the trades to date. Bunch of ostriches or keeping it lowdown? Be damned, I'm breakin' this baby in. Prob for more reasons than these but 1. it's my local, I dig it & it deserves it, 2. for da mo' any of you schmucks can pitch for a discount for a 99 review, so go for the gravy baby. Good set, cast, story.....it writes itself!
Consider the host and main man Lawrence as your Moneypenny. Make 'em happy must have been his astrological MO. If he's out, Jason looks after you like Alfred to Bruce. Do I have shares? I wish. Can I work with benefits? 'nuff to say, da joint's a gem. Fresh as daisy's derriere & with these 2 friendly fellas at the helm, wotz more to ask?
Well OK, the parlour decor is a bit naff with back-lit neon, sorta X in the 90's feel (anyone old timers remember the PVC nurses at The Lab?). But it's freshly painted & clean, the couches are new & comfy, the feel is good and nuffin' seedy 'tall. Only been to 2 rooms thus far but white grout showers in both, fresh bed linen and yes I'm about to say it, settle.... clean fluffy white towels. To go to a $150 base rate biz wiff judda 'bove......heaven. Not since SF in the 20's.
Feel like asking Hedda Hopper but here goes. My debut AR...
When: End o' last month, too many Sidecars.................
Who: Michelle
Age: plz I'm a gentleman, but gotta be 20s
Demeanour: No tiara, no tattoos
Appearance: Prom date with promise
Attitude: There's more to give
Prologue: Had called around opening, was recommended Kiki (saw her 6x4's total yes). So called the big L, she's awol. Drats! Understudy? Michelle.... Kiki & Michelle are cast as 'The Twins'. So me figures same script, wadda hell.
Easypeasy entrance, meet L&J, feel relaxed, another mug gotta line up I admired from side stage (see #2) but 2 shakes later I'm being led up the stairs by Michelle sporting a twinkle that takes me to the backrow clocking Clara Bow (& to all the PI's, the snaps are true).
The big room is our stage on opening night. Huge round bed, yet to be shagged shag pile carpet and no hint of the too usual aroma of a truckie's cabin. I'm writing pre-code scripts about what this room could host.
It's on like a maelstrom. I lead the way and before I know it she's 2 steps ahead. Young and gifted, erotic and exotic. I'm twisted, sister.
After 1 hour and given her standing ovation performance she's blasted and retires back-stage.
I'm braying for more so AR #2 - Barbie to come after a G&T or 2 maybe 3..................
Final Notes: Thus far seems like the Club of Fantasy promotes a trad. back to the garden type of chorus line so forewarning those Kens after Skipper. 's well Man/Can the main speak for most, so an app or talent for charades a must for Chinese challenged chatty types.
Opening night headline: 'Home Run!!!'
Outta 5: *****