Just Call Her Scott!

It has been way too long since I have posted on my Bug's blog! I had hit a block. I KNOW I have a TON of goofy stories about Bug and her shenanigans, but for some reason I could not think of any. Well, we were on our way to Chicago this past weekend, and we were laughing about all of her "situations". One that came up in conversation was the time she got kicked out of the same bar that Scott from "Keeping up with the Kardashians" was thrown out of, TAO.

Scott apparently got kicked out of the Venetian's high style club for some pretty rude behavior, but Bug got kicked out for someone else's rude behavior.

Being the talkative girls we are, we quickly befriended a group of guys who had reserved a VIP section for a bachelor party. We were invited to share their drinks and socialize. JJ and I were chatting it up when Bug decided she needed to go to the restroom. She left the VIP section and when she returned, the bouncer would not let her back in because she couldn't remember the name of the host. She was attempting to get my attention and explain to the bouncer that she knew me. She was unable to get my attention because of all noise and people. When she gave up, exasperated she turned toward the bar to get a drink, and figured she would attempt to get my attention later. As she turned, the bouncer spanked her on the butt. No joke! He blatantly smacked her on the A** and said something that Bug could not quite make out. She quickly turned around and scolded him, "You Bastard!" She did not hit him across the cheek like I would have, she did not have her posse beat him up, all she did was call him a bastard. Well, apparently his manhood was threatened, because he decided to throw her out.

He was at least nice enough to allow her to grab JJ and I. When Bug explained what happened, I demanded to talk to the guy, because apparently the bouncer who was escorting us the back door was not the spineless "bastard" that Bug offended. I was thrown for a loop on how they could be kicking HER out for something that HE did that was so offensive. The manager for the evening came out to talk to us and explained to us that the grabby bouncer was "threatened" by Bug.

Threatened?!?!?! A 6'1" bouncer was threatened by a 5"6', 110 lbs soaking wet girl who would not hurt a fly. Of course he was threatened, his ego and manhood was threatened! I had never heard anything so ridiculous in my life. I was the one people were usually intimidated by when the three of us went out because I am in the military, have always been pretty broad and in shape, and know some combatives thanks to the Army. JJ and I were told we could stay, but Bug had to leave. Of course we were not going to leave her, so we agreed to leave. We tried to head towards the door, but were quickly detoured to the back door. They didn't trust us to leave out the front door! Probably a good thing, because if Bug had pointed out the chicken bouncer, I may have had to have given him a taste of his own medicine!