One Night In Bedrock

Well, another epic night in the history books. Had a great healthy day so we treated our bodies to an abuse of beer and gin.
We were the first to arrive in Bedrock at eight o’clock. Bedrock has a Dinosaur mural, roots on the walls and tables made from crude trees.
There is two bands a night at Bedrock, both seven piece. They played some great classic rock songs, the beers kept flowing and we started to sink deep into our warn-out seats.
I request “Rock Lobster”, as I always do, and once again they don’t know it.
The second band starts and I invite the singer to join us. Ivy is a voluptuous lady, the face of a Diva, long permed hair and great singer. I mention I’m in a band and before I know it I’m on stage,
“What you play, guitar, drums?”
“Well I think I’m too drunk for guitar, so I’ll give drums ago.”
“OK, what you play?"
"know any Red Hot Chili Peppers?"
"No... How about Sweet Child O' Mine"
"I haven't played it before and I'm quiet drunk, OK."

Sweet Child O’ Mine starts and I stumble over an excruciating version of the drums. But they are very polite.
Before long we are dancing on the stage, trying to lose our self-consciousness, to no avail. A great time had by all. No chance on chiseling the smiles off our faces.