You know what’s crazy? I’ll tell you what’s crazy.™
A $28,000 bar tab!
Yikes.
It sounds like a scene from the Hangover or the Kardashian wedding.
But unlike Kim’s ass, this very large booty is apparently real.
DATELINE: NEW YORK
The fuzzy details are now being revealed in a Manhattan courtroom.
According to court documents, it all begins at a little hot spot known as the Hustler Club. Appropriate don’t you think?
It’s here that a man, of obviously questionable drinking ability, says he entered the club and then, POOF, conveniently blacked out.
When he awoke, he was on the wrong end of a mysterious $28,000 bar tab.
If he was a hockey club, this might be palatable. If this was Charlie Sheen, this would be a non story. But unfortunately for this man, he is one guy, not named Sheen, who racked up a hard to believe bar bill.
The dance club enthusiast says he went to the club and well, ah, well, he doesn’t remember much of what happened after that.
Sounds like someone slipped him a “ruffy” doesn’t it.
“We are the three best friends anyone could ever have” seems to be the background music for this one.
I wonder if Mr. excitement woke up with a Mike Tyson tattoo on his eye or with a monkey sniffing his crotch. Did he marry a stripper or lose a tooth?
“The club wrongfully served plaintiff excess alcoholic beverages such that plaintiff was no longer capable of conducting financial transactions,” legal papers state.
That’s fancy lawyer language for; I’m a light weight, I drank too many boilermakers, I probably told the bar tender all drinks and lap dances are on me and then I went into the bathroom to vomit myself into oblivion.
And while this buffoon mentally checked into planet blackout, the bartender, like a run-a-way train, mixed up an incredible, an astounding, a borderline criminal; $28,000 dollar bar liquor bill.
A day later, prince charming woke up, cleaned the vomit off his face, and wiped the cobwebs from his brain. He scratched his head and said, why is my wallet on fire? Because his credit card was still on fire from being used more times than a studio 54 bathroom stall.
I don’t blame you “Playa”. I’d want to sue someone too.
“Thereafter, defendant wrongfully charged $28,109.60 to plaintiff’s credit card, a sum far in excess of any reasonable costs for said alcoholic beverages,” the suit says.
The suit seeks the return of the $28,000, plus unspecified punitive
damages for the club’s “outrageous” conduct.
I’m not sure how this one ends, but I can’t wait to see the final credits and the raunchy photos still in the camera.
Nobody drinks $28,000 dollars worth of booze in one night unless they are Bangkok bound doing blow with simian pirates.
Can’t wait for the sequel.
And that is crazy.