Skip, however, was fine in a T-shirt.
Another shot from the outside looking in.
John silhouetted by the stage lighting.
This was the only heat in the joint, and it wasn’t even plugged in.
These guys were hangin on the bar side catching the musical overflow.
I decided to take action, and get the heater running.
Some dame left her purse open, so I figured I’d take a picture for eveyone to see what she has inside.
These two ladies were enjoying a close and personal show.
Kinda phalic, yes?