It’s Sunday, show’s done, people still in the bar, drinking. There’s a group of five girls, they seem pretty drunk. Who’s fault is that? Yep. Partially mine.

One of them says, bartender! I want to sing tonight. Where can we do karaoke?

Ah. My perfect chance to get these girls out of here.

I say, there’s a place on SW 9th called OCKSTAR. They have karaoke.

She says, OCKSTAR. What kind of name is that?

Well…the place is actually called ROCKSTAR, but on their sign out front, the first R is missing,

So I call it OCKSTAR.

-Clint Curtis


1 thought on “OCKSTAR

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s