Buttonwillow Saturday
After leaving Fatlace HQ Friday night, went home to pack up and brought my ruckus to the event. Its very helpful when we have events, I don’t have to walk around that much but it’s also pain in the ass because you have to load and unload in the back of the truck.
What a nice welcome back to Buttonwillow since I haven’t been here for about 2 years. I stop throwing events here because I could never get a weekend but they hook me up this time. I won’t take all the credit but Drift x Battle is also Jay and Mark but I’m special. In the head.
Right when we got there we got ready for tech then drivers meeting. Its always good seeing OG Private Events duders but it’s also great seeing new faces that have never been to BW. Giving them a chance to taste what Buttonwillow is all about, the best fucking drift track in cali. There are new kids in the game, team thrust with the whole crew representing, these guys are the next big thing here in Norcal. Very dedicated kids and it’s rare these day kids knowing their shit when it comes to cars. I will call it now but Jeff Wolfson and Matt Field from Norcal will be the next upcoming drifters here in CA.
Barry, Frank the Infamous Ghettoracer and Brian Riley from Drift Buffet doing the drivers meeting. Frank was the one that helped me put my first BW event back in 2002 and the rest was history.
I didn’t take that much pics during the whole event since we were busy organizing the whole thing. You can find fotos here. Mike from Auto-Otaku and Andrew Bohan from SDP. However I took some random pics throughout the pits.
Here is Sonny Morejohn one of the top drivers here in Norcal. Homeboy was ready to cook some shit since he was camping overnight at BW along with his girl. I feel bad because we didn’t camp out with them.
Undercover Fruits. They are secretly gay.
The event was finally done and all the homies got together to head out and eat. Our plan was to hit up LA for some GyuKaku then they all backed out. I told them that the food is so good, its like god cumming inside their mouth but they didn’t believed me.
Our night just started…
While we were trying to get and idea what we can do that night but it’s out of nowhere so there’s not really much to do. Then Stew had an idea to head out to a strip club but in the middle of the desert? Strip Club + Desert = Dust Till Dawn shit!
There was this 4 local dudes telling us exactly where it is, drew us a map of how to get there but I got my Live Search nigga, don’t need all that writing shit. Them homeboy tried to play it that he has never been there but knows all the details about the spot. Nigga Please.
All night at the dinner table we were all picking on the Texan, welcoming Stew to the most awesome fucking state evar. Cali should be its own fucking country, that’s how awesome our fucking state is.
Then all of a sudden the kiddies comes in through the door. Team Thrust Representing.
After dinner we are finally on our way to this new club called Exotic Kitty. The strips is 20+ miles away deep into the Bakersfield town. My brother is so fucking awesome and remembered what to look around the area with the small details.
This is going to be a long post but I feel like I need to share our exciting night.
We finally arrive at the spot and we come up in the front, we find out that it’s $20 per head and there was 11 of us and no drinking and no touching. How fucking lame is that? Then we talk for about 15 minutes since we’re all a bunch of broke fucks hitting up a strip club. Bouncer was curious who we were and what we were doing in town, and we drop a few shit here and there that we’re fucking a bunch of pro’s in drifting. Then he got all hype and wants to see if we really are, fucking Calvin pulls out a trading card from his truck.<laugh>
So then the bouncer hook us up for $15 bucks per head, fuck it, I was paying for a few people so it was definitely better than paying 20 per head. The cashier was hot and I was excited that there was going to be hot whores in there. I was wrong. I see Ebony Funks all over the mothafucking place. Black. Black. and Black hookers.
“WTF”
We’ll give it a chance and see if anything is decent. We were more excited at the UFC that was showing on the big plasma. Guys hugging it out, it sounds so ghey but it was better. We sat down and this black chick comes up to me rubbing my thigh, she’s looking straight to my eyes telling me to grab her and make love… she wants me but I don’t want her. Trying to get me to watch her dance and all that jazz for just $30 bucks. I don’t even pay for fucking sex, you want me to pay to watch you dance? I give her some bs excuse that I’m here for my boys ‘bachelor party’ and pointed to Calvin that he’s getting married.
This just gets better.
As we sat around the security was asking Jay Lapid what kind of girls Calvin likes and he drops it that he likes BIG BLACK BEAUTIFUL GIRLS.
Ok we’re a bunch of assholes but it gets better.
As we were sitting and watching busted hoes twirling around in a 30-40 feet pole climbing up and down, we were impress. That’s some gymnastic shit that I can’t do but I was more impress of them twirling around the pole asking myself how they do that shit.
10 minutes later, Calvin gets called out in the stage and they are bringing ‘all‘ the girls out to shake their ass for him. HAHHAH I never thought I would see 20 busted ass looking strippers ever but I was wrong, there was 20 busted strippers showing their hot stuff to Calvin. There was this “BIG BLACK BEAUTIFUL” chick that was all over Calvin! That was probably the only time she could get up to the stage when someone makes the request. Her fat ass titties along with her fat tummy was rubbing all over Cal’s face, it was sick.
After all the busted hoes stop dancing he started touching the strip pole and he found out that it spins! Cheating whore, I thought they were doing some dope gymnastic shit.
It gets better.
We started yelling for Cal to climb up the two-story pole and see if he can make it to the top. He had a hard time but he finally got up there and some broly bitch decided it would be funny to spin his ass while he’s up there. She spin it sooo fast that Calvin was hanging for his dear life. It was so fast that his leg was up in the air and we were just laughing our ass off. He keeps spinning for about 2 minutes and he said he started blacking out and he needed to get down ASAP.
It was worth our $15 dollars. Cal made the highlight of our weekend. He even got a free Tee.
From left to right.
Stew, Barry, Jayson, Albert, Justin, Calvin the Stripper, Peter, Kevin, Jay Stunna, and the Pimp.
Filed by Motherfucking Al at July 24th, 2007 under Event