STEPH DEROSA: BACJELORETTE PARTY >>>
Bandito Betty has filled out the application, paid the membership dues, and practiced the secret handshake in order to become part of the illustrious club called MARRIAGE. The only thing left to do was to give her a proper initiation. An initiation that involved embarrassment, harassment, and lude public mockery. This was an initiation most people would call a bachelorette party â€" and we did it Tacoma style.
The people I invited to this week’s Dinner with DeRosa are the people who helped us tear the initiation night up right.
Our first stop was at Enoteca next to Tacoma Wine Merchants. My hopes
were to snag the front pillow booth next to the window, and that’s
exactly what we did. Melody Livingston fed us fine cheeses and poured
hearty glasses of oaky wine until we were feeling warm, blissful, and
ready to roll. It’s at this point the paparazzi was hot on our tail.
After stopping by Meconi’s for another quick bite and a few more
bottles of wine, the gang decided that our bachelorette initiation
would be null and void if we didn’t mark our presence at Chopstix.
Newly married Fame Frazier (yes, that’s her real name, not her porn
one) gladly took our money at the door. A Billy Joel impersonator was
due to arrive soon so we hurried away to our VIP table up front. (By
the way â€" thanks to the Weekly Volcano anyone with a military ID can
get into Chopstix free after 9:30 p.m. all during the month of May.
That right there is some cool shit, yo.)
On the way to our table we ran into the Weekly Volcano’s very own
Tabitha Johnson from the sales office. I couldn’t help but look at her
cleavage. I’m inviting her to DWD and paying five bucks goes to the
first person that goes motorboating.
After doing the cliché bachelorette thing at Chopstix, our underground
sources texted us with word of a private party being held at the humble
abode of Sanford and Son’s Cheryl and Alan. Narrowly escaping a
high-speed paparazzi chase, we finally arrive safely to the party on
Broadway. I’ve had Cheryl and Alan to Dinner with DeRosa before, so
this time I’m inviting the malicious bottle of Jagermeister Cheryl
strong-armed everyone into drinking. That nasty shit needs to be
thrown out my window when it arrives for dinner.
One of my favorite parts of the evening was running into my next DWD
guest: Linda DeSantis-Lapping. I always love seeing her and hearing what she’s
been up to. I admire where she’s been and what she’s done in life. I
admire her freedom and independence. She carries herself with dignity
and security in knowing that she doesn’t have to impress anyone â€" yet
she naturally impresses most everyone.
As we were leaving the party we received word from the Weekly Volcano’s
World Headquarters that paparazzi had discovered our whereabouts, and
regrettably they were able to catch an unfortunate shot of me getting
out of the car.
The night was amazing, and for all you perverts out there it ended with
whipped cream and pillow fights all night long as we danced in our lace
panties with the blinds wide open.
Mangiamo!
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