You have to repeat the 3rd grade
Hit up the Rainbow Bar & Grill last night in West Hollywood for my girlfriend's co-workers going away dinner. Free steak and shrimp scampi, on the boss. Hooty-hoo! The place is infamous because they allow people to smoke weed on their patio thanks to a resolution that makes marijuana-related offenses in WEHO a "low priority" for law enforcement. In short, they look the other way unless it involves the sale of ganja.
Since the Rainbow is on Sunset, it tends to attract a diverse crowd of people, mostly Hollywood trash. Last night was no exception. Gracing us with their presence was an aspiring "rapper," his sidekick, and their yes-man. He proceeded to wow three 40 something groupie's who responded to everything with "WOW, that was amazing!" To get people hyped, the yes-man came to our table and repeated over and over "hey hey hey. check out my man right here. hey hey. check him out. he just got a capitol records deal. yo yo, check him out." we all avoided eye contact with him.
The poor man's Bubba Sparxxx proceeded to perform a song titled "Fresh Out Tha Kitchen." I still don't know what's more pathetic; his belief that he was good at his craft or his sidekick who repeated the last word of every verse with the anxiousness of somebody who's been constipated for 4 days and finally comes across a pack of laxatives. If I knew rhyming 'knife' with 'life,' 'wife,' 'bike,' 'kite,' 'mice,' and 'dildo' made somebody a rapper, I would've gone multi-platinum by now.
Since the Rainbow is on Sunset, it tends to attract a diverse crowd of people, mostly Hollywood trash. Last night was no exception. Gracing us with their presence was an aspiring "rapper," his sidekick, and their yes-man. He proceeded to wow three 40 something groupie's who responded to everything with "WOW, that was amazing!" To get people hyped, the yes-man came to our table and repeated over and over "hey hey hey. check out my man right here. hey hey. check him out. he just got a capitol records deal. yo yo, check him out." we all avoided eye contact with him.
The poor man's Bubba Sparxxx proceeded to perform a song titled "Fresh Out Tha Kitchen." I still don't know what's more pathetic; his belief that he was good at his craft or his sidekick who repeated the last word of every verse with the anxiousness of somebody who's been constipated for 4 days and finally comes across a pack of laxatives. If I knew rhyming 'knife' with 'life,' 'wife,' 'bike,' 'kite,' 'mice,' and 'dildo' made somebody a rapper, I would've gone multi-platinum by now.
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