Showing posts with label Pounds Butts and Bates LLC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pounds Butts and Bates LLC. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 14, 2024

541. Footlight Fairies Cabaret Turn-About JC Superstar

Some of the cast at Footlight Fairies Cabaret (located off the lobby at Loveless Motel) are caught treading the boards in rehearsal for an as yet unannounced number, but a little bird has let us know that the one-night-only production will feature an all male, all nude cast presenting snippets of Jesus Christ Superstar. Show Director Bobbi Frapples says "Yes, I know we are taking a lot of liberties here, however we're saving a fortune on costumes."  In this scene, a confrontational J.C.(portrayed by the sensational Mr. Leva Malone, Miss F I Des Moines, 1962) is calmed by Marty Magdalene (as usual, on his knees) and Judas Iscariot, who entreat him with "Everything's Alright". In the fully realized production, beards will be added.  Isn't that just always the way...  

Mr. Frapples candidly confesses they still have to work out how tips will be handled, because after all it IS drag queens, albeit out of drag,  but currently the thought is coin-tossing from audience seats with silver dollars purchased in advance, to simulate shekels. The idea has been presented to Nic the Senior Manager who, concerned with liability issues of flying metal objects hurled by drunks with petty grudges in the direction of a stage in a darkened room, will seek the advice of Pounds, Butts and Bates LLC., Loveless Motel's solicitors of choice.

Thursday, May 2, 2024

528. Loveless Venue: Hockaday's Moneymaker Pawn Shop

  

"Let's open a pawn shop!"  That was the discussion among six nude hiking friends who encountered three balls sitting in the middle of an open field a year ago, at what is now Loveless Motel's Nutbush Campground.  It's not surprising or suspicious that guys would leave their balls exposed to the elements at Loveless - it was probably a group of  Townies who got caught in a storm and had to make a dash for it, leaving the balls behind.  But it was auspicious, as "Jock" Hockaday realized when he made the declaration to his buddies. Jock's pal Narcissus "Narc" Blatz, the beer heir and frequent Loveless guest, agreed on the spot to front the money, as he held the camera that took this picture.  As its sudden and silent patron,  the generous hophead had only one proviso; though he'd played with each and sometimes all  of the assembled group, the name of the shop had to pay homage to his favorite, and the papers were drawn up by Loveless Motel's legal team of Pounds, Butts and Bates, LLC, as "Hockaday's Moneymaker."  It would be easy to staff the place, considering the self-employed status of group members, each a Certified Hustler in good standing...even better in other positions.
The thriving business is located off the lobby and has a steady stream of pledgors, guys who are looking to get a loan to finance a night with a hustler, or a barhopping binge during a weekend stay, or finance entire vacations.  Most often the pawn tickets are never redeemed - the interest is a whopping twenty percent a month. Brethren, Hockaday's  has got you by the balls!