The drinks were like the male strippers working the simultaneously occuring bachelorette parties upstairs: huge and very strong. Needless to say everyone got tipsy oh-so-very quickly.
A woman came into our private room and performed a hula number as she chanted the meaning of her graceful body movements: "This is my story... about my beautiful land."
Not to be upstaged at his own birthday party, JPV found a way to take back his spotlight:
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