Rowr! Sexy! About 12 seconds after this photo was taken, we watch three huge bouncer drag a shirt-less, shoeless, bleeding-from-the-mouth man, out of the bar by his legs and throw him into the street. He limped to payphone on the corner and called 911 while the bar quietly ushered out some scary bikers that had apparently beat the shit out of him from inappropriately groping one of the girls (Good thing he didn't have a digicam on him!)
Several hours (and a hefty stack of Mr. Washingtons) later, we headed outside and called a taxi company to come get us. Here's Katie, Cynthia and Dahlia smoking (in the luxurious bare-cinderblock entryway).
When Siege leaves his little "SiegeLair," you know something special's going on. Here's the legend in the flesh with Cynthia and Katie. You don't even want to know where that finger's been...but more on that later.
