Treachery at the Japanese Steakhouse Part 1

June 23, 2008

Mikka and Samurai Cathy have been dating for six months, and have admittedly fallen into a little rut. Nothing serious, but some of the fire has gone out of this relationship between the Finnish video game enthusiast and his sword-wielding samurai girlfriend.

They’ve been talking about possibly going on double dates with people they know instead of just hanging out with their single friends, but no one else in their circle is dating anyone. Any by “their” circle, I mean Mikka’s circle because Samurai Cathy doesn’t have a circle of friends. Samurai are rather friendless people.

Also, the only other couple they know, Bernie the Half Cyborg Cat and Marlie, aren’t allowed in most dining establishments. For a variety of reasons.

So Mikka gets the idea to have their six month anniversary dinner at one of those Japanese hibachi restaurants where they cook right in front of you and flip shit around. So they head over to Upskirt Yoshi’s, the best hibachi restaurant in town.

Why a hibachi restaurant?  Mikka knows that you can’t just put two people at one of these tables. Either you bring enough people to fill one of these tables or you get paired up with at least two more people. Considering that dinner at one these places is quite an event, the odds of being paired with another couple or two is pretty good and they’ll have much to talk about.

And so Mikka and Samurai Cathy were quite surprised when Ninja Vicki entered Upskirt Yoshi’s, and were shocked as all hell when she was seated at their table.

“What are the hell you doing here?” Mikka says.

“Well, I heard you’ve been looking for someone to double-date with,” Ninja Vicki says. “And I thought to myself, hey, I’m not doing anything tonight and I love hibachi.”

“You’re missing something here, Victoria,” says Samurai Cathy. “It takes two to make a date. And you look rather lonely.”

And that’s when Tag Larkin kicks open the doors to Upskirt Yoshi’s with a bouquet of roses in one hand and a tall boy can of Pabst Blue Ribbon in the other. Because Tag Larkin is fucking classy.

To be continued…




  1. oh my lord… the plot thickens…..

  2. Tag’s the shit.

  3. Have I told you before that Tags my hero.

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