saturday night, we tried our hand at underground rebel bingo again. this time it was at the dragonfly in east hollywood. i was super pumped because last time was a blast. to be honest though, this time i was ready to leave almost as soon as we got there. i just wasn’t feeling the crowd or the vibe. but then, the countdown started and the sexy british man came on stage, and all was well again. 

this time he played a little charade of being a headmaster type fellow teaching a school of etiquette. we were lectured in proper versus improper socializing and attire (no man wants to marry a prostitute, ladies). once he confirmed the doors were locked and the authorities were nowhere near, all bets were off and it was time for rebel fuckin bingo!

the first round was three games, and it was pretty tense, but neither marshall or i got even close to winning. now, how it works is when you get bingo, you scream “BINGO” at the top of your lungs and race to the stage to give the sexy brit a hug. the point being if more than one person gets bingo at the same time, the first to hug the man wins. so round two started and i figured we should move closer to the stage. just in case. when the grand prize round finally came and they announced the prize was yet again the most awesome 80’s style boom box with ipod hookup, i felt the stars align. i was one number away. i scream-wispered to marshall that all i needed was 29 and the boombox was ours. three or four numbers later, THEY CALLED 29!! i screamed bingo and marshal screamed bingo and practically threw me on stage. i almost forgot about the hug, but remembered just in time because someone else had bingo too!

let me tell you, i was a ball of nerves up on stage as the sexy bingo girls checked my numbers to make sure i wasn’t one of the idiots who thinks they have bingo when they don’t. the tension mounted. one of the girls handed me back my bingo card (with her teeth) and everyone onstage bowed down as i was declared winner and the crowd went crazy! it. was. amazing. 

we left feeling triumphant and got some celebratory street meat from a hot dog vendor on the way back to the car.