At Hooters -N- Shooters/60s Night

Elvis showed up at Hooters, doing unimaginable things with his hips.
Someone in the audience dared Elvis to keep dancing the way he was but with one breast exposed.
Elle was a trooper all night, DJing even though she had a headache.
A robot on the dance floor made everyone seem like they were dancing 10x better.

SL/402/Motion Sickness

Several times Yetrates has invited me to watch her race cars. She has a thing about racing, whereas I'm more of a spectator. Yesterday, she informed me she had won a big race. Today, she wanted me to join her at the race track--again.

In honor of today's holiday, I told her: "Only if I can bet on your car."
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Earlier, I had brought my club (and balls) to a futuristic/fantastic dance club that Angie introduced me to called "'Inspire' Space Spark club."

The floors actually rotate as you revolve around the planets.

My goal was to knock a ball into Venus.

There were so many poseballs that my ball ended up getting lost.

About that time the moon rotated into view.

I told Yetrates I had one more ball left...that it was just for her...and to not say a goddamned word.

It sliced to the left.

This is me trying to launch myself off the dance floor while Yetrates holds me back. /

Later in the car you can see my club sticking out.

SL/Forgetting that there are other time zones

I came across an active dance floor this morning and blurted out without thinking:

"I see I'm not the only one skipping work today."

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(Edited for SL) Overheard:

"I want a girl in every port." "I want a girl in each time zone."