Friday, I celebrated a good friend's 34th birthday. She and I along with one of her friends headed to Twist and then decided to end the night at the M Bar on Peters Street. Well if you have ever visited the M bar it is basically the hardest place to find in Atlanta. I can never figure out how to get there and I have been there at least 4 times. Well, I was feeling lucky on Friday and decided to lead the way. I must say I did better than other times I got us one street away from the lounge but I ultimately ended up in the parking lot of Magic City. Now many of you may not now about this place but...ahhh I guess you can call it a "gentleman's" club although I don't think a true gentleman would visit such a place but nevertheless I was in the parking lot asking the attendants for directions. They were very helpful but my friend who was following me wasn't. She had drove ahead of me and left me to fend for myself. So here I am yelling at her on my celll phone to calm down and let me wait on the guy to give me directions so that I could get my Christian, Theology Student, mother raised me better than that- behind- out of the infamous Magic City parking lot. Finally, the attendant stopped arguing with one of the strippers over her parking space and directed me to the M Bar. Once arriving we had a great time, laughing and listening to good old school music. Needless to say I have printed out directions and placed them in my glove compartment for future use. So if anyone needs directions feel free to give me a call!
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