100 Malone Cemetery Road
Finger, TN 38334
McNairy County
Phone: (731) 934-4222
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by Jo Kalis on BOOTIE - Commitment to excellence. And excellent you are. The best dancing party, hands down. Every single time i have a blast. The band, Smash Up Derby is fantastic. People are cheerful and friendly. A must!
by Brian K. on The story of how I arrived here is epic. You see, I drank a lot of gin with my friends, and we took a cab ride to the 'stro instead of waiting in the rain for a smelly Van Ness bus. As we hop in, our cab driver of Middle-Eastern descent quickly pegged us for three homos heading out to Sodom and Gomorrah. How he could deduce this, I'm not sure. Maybe it was our voices, maybe it was our devil-may-care attitude, and maybe it was the fact that we ordered him to take us to the Midnight Sun for drinks and men. Take us he did, but not, however, without a strong lashing of philosophical questioning regarding the possibility of destiny. He proceeded to tell us about this time he saw someone get killed by a car on the sidewalk, and was about to tell us a second instance where he saw someone fatally wounded in his savage homeland when I quickly cut to the chase and said "Well I don't believe in God, so none of this seems to matter. Chaos for everyone!" He didn't seem to share my jubilation. After that failed please-come-to-mohammed debacle, we stumbled out to the Midnight Sun for more gin, and then to Badlands for even more gin and a chance encounter with a gent I helped at my store earlier in the week. It was after round 2 of make-out-fest '08 that I began to entertain the idea of destiny, but that was short lived, as most things are when I'm riding high on the taste of christmas trees and tonic water. The night should have ended there, but my friend truly disoriented me with her muttering of spanish curse words and slang, and somehow we were in another cab with a guy from Algeria who seemed to hate us even more. He didn't try to convert us though, so a 3-star Rateclub review for him is in order. When we arrived at the Endup, I was so drunk and giddy that I didn't even realize that a $20 door charge is absurd. Hell, I didn't even realize that I had no more than $6 in my pocket. I don't remember exactly how I got in, nor how long we stayed. But I do recall it being really sweaty, and there was the sense that I was missing out on something. When I made out with some other guy, I realized that I was missing out on coke. Or E. Or anything that would keep me partying without having to sober up. Alcohol was out of the question, since they only served water and red bull. And $6 rules out any of those fun drugs, so my fate was sealed (much to cabbie #1's delight). I got home at 4:30 or so, and couldn't function for most of the next day. When I told my mother, she said I had a "happy hangover" because I had the fun I needed to have and didn't regret it. That's sweet of her. So I spent the day moping around and feeling groggy until I got out to Shanghai Dumpling King, and realized that my God may just be pockets of soup-filled dough. Next time I see cabbie #1, I'll tell him I found Jesus in the Richmond, but that even after inviting him to enter my body he only stayed an hour before exiting a mushy brown mess that three matches couldn't conquer.
