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Ashy Larry Rules
8/30/05
by DJ

A recent night in Sacramento will go down in my personal history history as one of the coolest nights in the history of the universe, this one or parallel. I was informed that Ashy Larry, aka Donnell Rawlings from the Chappelle Show would be performing that night at Punchlines, a comedy club in Sac-Town. Tickets sold out in like 10 minutes. Even with my extraordinary gift of the gab, my efforts were rebuffed at the door. But the bouncer did say there was an after party at this dive bar later. So my friend and I went across the street to Friday's to partake in their Happy Hour, which I might add was excellent.

After many 22-oz Coors Lights, I was several sheets to the wind. My appetizer finally came and I started eating. I just happened to look up, and in the door walks this huge dude, obviously a bodyguard. You know, no neck, shaved head. And then Ashy Larry walks in behind him. I pointed him out to my friend. The place was about to close, but my friend knew the bartender so we got to stay after hours. They sat near us and I gave the obligatory black dude head nod, which was recieved and returned, almost involuntarily. Ashly Larry was there with several weird looking white guys. AL looked stoned out of his gourd, obviously having partaken in some of Cali's finest boombonic chronic beforehand, and now the Lord of the Munchies ruled his dominion. He looked over at my table and says, "What's that. That shit looks good," referring to my quesidillas. Pointing to a lackey he says, "Tell them we want three of those, and some wings, and some Cuervo." He smiled and his eyes bugged out his head. I said "Hey, are you Ashy Larry?" He laughed and said yes. We all kind of laughed, they were stoned and we were drunk. Then he asked what I did, and that was it from there. The seven of us talked and cracked up for hours. I was hammered. That guy is really hilarious. I told him about our website and he said he wouldn't take any pictures or anything, but I could write what we talked about, and if I lied he would fuck me up. So below is my first ever deadlyhippos drunken interview.

Topics covered a:

Dave Chappelle's absence...

AL: "Yeah some of us were really pissed about that. We all worked hard and he fucked it all up. We were all under pressure. It blew up to fast for him."

A new season

AL: "Comedy Central paid for it, and we did alot of shit. But me and Charlie Murphy are gonna do some stuff. It'll be hilarious."

How tall I was

AL: "Man you are fuckin' tall!!" b

On Ashy Larry

AL:"I came to a skit ashy as fuck, and Dave kept calling me 'Ashy D'. Then that skit came around and they used it then. There were more but they didn't make it. People know me by that now more than my real name."

On their sobriety level on the show during filming

AL: "Everyone but Charlie and Dave get fucked up. Not all the time, but 80% percent"

The rest I can't honestly remember. I was already drunk and we went to this after party at a small place called the Z Bar. In Sac, the bars are inventively named for the streets they are located on. It was 4:30AM. There were like 15 people in the entire place, and surprisingly no groupies. When I asked my buddy AL about that he said, "When the bitches find out Charlie and Dave ain't here they run from my ugly ass." Then he laughed the sort of sad laugh of a joke that was too true. We went to the terrible VIP section, which was nothing more than a couch and some neon lights. And shelves and a mini-fridge for some reason. Time wore on and he passed me a Black & Mild so I hit it and choked. They started laughing. It came back around and someone told me to take off my shirt and do it. I don't know why, but I did. It never occured to me that that was a strange request, or that I might get raped by my new found friend. I was hammered, and people started laughing, and there were no molestings, so it turned out OK. Here is documened proof on how drunk I was.....

Me, topless, in a room full of guys.....

Then someone threw up, and the manager said we had to go. AL gave me his card and said call him for tickets the next day. I felt sort of like a stripper. I still have the card with all his contact information on it. I never called him though. I will cherish it for ever. I have met many famous people through my travels, but this was by far the funniest and best. All because he is just a normal guy and wanted to party. I don't think that could be topped. Post your thoughts.....

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