Riesa….

What can ya say? They call Riesa the Chino Hills of Germany, and it’s no wonder! After grabbin up the blonde guitar guy at the hamburg airport, it was a smooth little 7 hour jaunt to this nutty town–apparently, all of Germany is under construction!

Pleasantly surprised to find the club an isolated rec center out in the farm lands…..Met up with the fellers from GG Elvis, and the obvious hijinks followed….

Question! What do you call it when it feels like meat, but does not taste like meat? We call it dinner over here, and I belive we went the whole day without eating an animal…grrr—we’ll get em tomorrow!

Well sir, GG came on and did not disappoint…..we were afraid the clothes weren’t coming off but, oh yes…in no time we were treated to a nice portion of ass!!