Pussycat Piece of Crap

Honestly, I just posted this to point out a personal beef I am having with stupid Harry Morton and the idiots now running the Viper Room.  Ugh, some of the drunkest, most depraved, “Did I wake up with a stranger and a new tattoo,” moments I have had in life were due to an evening spent at the Viper Room.

What made that place awesome is the fact that it was a total rat hole.  I mean, it was just a dump with overpriced drinks and really weird clientele.  Now you’ve got a Pussycat Lounge in there.  This is like finding out that Santa Claus isn’t just a myth, but also the guy raping girls in the local gym bathroom.  Man, I hope this place goes under.  All the Pussycat Dolls look like low rent transvestites anyways.  This means you Nicole Scherzinger.

See more of the trannytastic mess in 3…2…1