The other night I had the craziest dream. There was a volcano and I was wearing a coconut and some dude was chanting weird phrases that sounded more than a little dirty. I kept getting handed a beverage in a mean-looking glass with a little paper umbrella on top. Hmm. Maybe that dude was the bartender.
Anyway, you were there.
Please join us Monday Sept 19th at the world-infamous Clermont Lounge for the tiki party of the year, complete with coconut bras, grass skirts, and flaming drinks with really evil names. Of course there will be a pretty girl covered in flowers to be your muse.
Pants optional, hangover guaranteed.
10$ at the door, or reserve a seat here:
Buy advance tickets here!
ok, maybe the drinks won’t really be on fire, but your pencils will!