For you single guys, I think I just planned your Tuesday nights.
Even the most ardent fans of porn star Julie Meadows are unlikely, it seems safe to say, to have ever seen her like this.
But there she is, the star of "Alice in Fetishland" and more than 200 other hardcore sex films, standing on a stage, dressed demurely in jeans, matching vest and white top, her blonde hair piled up under a fetching white watchman's cap, belting out an enthusiastic but entirely PG-rated version of that old garage-band rock classic "Wild Thing."
"Wild Thing I think I love you — BUT I WANT TO KNOW FOR SURE!" Meadows growls, as fellow porn star Nicki Hunter, in a white mini-dress, leaps on stage to harmonize. A moment later, when Meadows breaks into some impressive air-guitar moves, the crowd howls its approval.
Don't get the wrong idea. This isn't the opening scene for a porn video. It's simply Porn Star Karaoke Night at Sardo's Grill & Lounge, a friendly little hole-in-the-wall place that six nights out of the week is just another karaoke pub.
The club, in fact, offers Family Fridays when parents can bring their children. On Mondays, people play Rock Band 2 while they sing. On Wednesdays there are trivia games.
But on Tuesday nights, when just about everybody else is getting ready for bed in this quiet suburb on the edge of Los Angeles, Sardo's becomes the place to be for anyone who has ever been, or who wants to be, connected with the porn business.
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4 comments:
I wonder if Tiger's girlfriend #8 shows up here to sing?
If she does, I bet she sings Ozzy's Bark at the Moon cuz she's a damn dog.
What a friggin' loser. He was one thing to do. Keep his pecker in his pants and love his very beautiful wife. And he can't do it.
The thing I don't get Captain, is why in the world would this guy get married at all? At least for ten or fifteen years.
He has every man's dream. Fame, money (lots of it) and success. He could have easily forgone the wife and 2.5 kids for the life of debauchery he apparently desires and wouldn't have to worry about the media scrutiny, financial peril and gold-digging women.
He could have been a whore till the sun went down and no one would have given a shit. Except for a few jilted girlfriends, but he wouldn't have to buy those off.
But look at him now, the man who had everything, the greatest "black" athlete ever, has been reduced to cowardice, drinking, drug taking and ultimate ruin, professionally and financially.
Way to go Eldrick. Ya big dummy.
I agree with all that BT. Did he learn nothing at Stanford?
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