February 4, 2006

Verena and I hung out last night in Old San Juan. We went to the bar called The Pink Skirt. The music there is usually really good. So we're chillin' having a drink and watching this drunk ass tourist get her groove on. She was dancing ever since we got there, but like sloppy dancing and grinding to electronica. It was funny.

At one point the music changed to hip hop and she got even crazier. She went up to the guy she'd been dancing with and continues the grind. At one point she squatted to low and her sun dress rode up reaveling to everyone there the fact that she was going comando that night. We just busted out laughing. Oh the story doesn't end there.

Then this chick leans on the DJ booth's wall and the guy continues to dance with her. She lifts her leg up to the dude's hip and continue this raunchy grinding dance session. Now, I don't know if anyone complained. People there just seemed to be disgusted and entertained at the same time, so I don't know. But the next thing I know, the bouncer walks over to them and points the flashlight at them. He then pulls the guy away from the girl. I guess the guy said some sh*t and the bouncer bounced him out of the bar. The girl just sat down next to this other guy she was with as if she hadn't been the instigator of all the gross dancing. Poor guy, but it was still hilarious to watch.