You know this site has gone so far from the original intent when "Amazing Clubs" is about sweet deals on home products and groceries...


That reminds me I need to go to the grocery store...

I thought this was going to be about a "big clob"!

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We can pretend! Share any "amazing club" story you want, lol.

I really wish I saw the girl get her head cracked in while someone swung at a Pinata filled with cockrings and vibrators on Friday night.

LOL.

Lol, me too!

Oh I also saw a Wiener look alike that night too, except you know a bit younger. It might have been the fur stocking cap with ear flaps though. That just makes me instantly think someone is Canadian.

Uh craziest clob story? A few months ago this long running venue shut down, tiny little place above an artificial limb factory, and at their last party the promoters had a full brass band appear in the crowd and play along. I was very confused because they came out of a side room all of the sudden and I was sitting in the lounge area and I was like "wow thats some hi-fidelity recordings..." and I look out at the dance floor and see a fucking tuba sticking up above everyone.

It was pretty damn cool.

Also Donald Glaude magically appeared and played a surprise set. I swear that guy teleports or blinks in and out of existence.

That was a good night. Sad that place is gone.

I got kicked out of Space Miami a few years back for drinking out of a flask. The bouncer had seen me pass it around my friends, and when it came back he took it and ushered me out. I told him to give it back because it was a wedding present. He did and kicked me out the back door, facing the parking lot and hooker alley. Half drunk, I walked around to the front, made the line and said "Good evening" to the same bouncer that had kicked me out. I proceeded to pay and get in again...lolz! true story!

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Originally posted by Joss Weatherby Oh I also saw a Wiener look alike that night too, except you know a bit younger. It might have been the fur stocking cap with ear flaps though. That just makes me instantly think someone is Canadian.

Why does this post sound like you think I'm old and have lame style?

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Originally posted by DigitalPhoenix I got kicked out of Space Miami a few years back for drinking out of a flask. The bouncer had seen me pass it around my friends, and when it came back he took it and ushered me out. I told him to give it back because it was a wedding present. He did and kicked me out the back door, facing the parking lot and hooker alley. Half drunk, I walked around to the front, made the line and said "Good evening" to the same bouncer that had kicked me out. I proceeded to pay and get in again...lolz! true story!

I somehow make friends with all the bouncers at clubs... At least the door people.

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Originally posted by DigitalPhoenix I got kicked out of Space Miami a few years back for drinking out of a flask. The bouncer had seen me pass it around my friends, and when it came back he took it and ushered me out. I told him to give it back because it was a wedding present. He did and kicked me out the back door, facing the parking lot and hooker alley. Half drunk, I walked around to the front, made the line and said "Good evening" to the same bouncer that had kicked me out. I proceeded to pay and get in again...lolz! true story!

Bravo!

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Originally posted by DigitalPhoenix I got kicked out of Space Miami a few years back for drinking out of a flask. The bouncer had seen me pass it around my friends, and when it came back he took it and ushered me out. I told him to give it back because it was a wedding present. He did and kicked me out the back door, facing the parking lot and hooker alley. Half drunk, I walked around to the front, made the line and said "Good evening" to the same bouncer that had kicked me out. I proceeded to pay and get in again...lolz! true story!

Brilliant!