The Pump Hip-Hop House?

Last night I hosted karaoke at The Pump. Normally Saturdays aren't too horribly busy but with all the people in from Winnipeg for the Labour Day Classic it was pretty nuts. My cousin Sarah and a couple of her friends were in from Winnipeg so them, my parents and April came out to see me in action. Since I was working I never had a chance to socialize with them a whole lot, but I did manage to almost get into a fight. This one guy kept pestering me to get his buddy up to do some freestyle open mic hip-hop/rapping. I'm not a huge rap fan obviously but I thought if this guy was even half-assed decent it might be quasi-entertaining. Plus I didn't have a whole lot of songs up so I took a chance and let the guy have the mic He got up and he started mumbling some drunken gibberish and then started his "act." The Pump isn't exactly the proper venue for a hip-hop open mic night and I saw that the crowd were not overly impressed to say the least so I cut the guy off and told him that I had to get on with the show. Well that just pissed him off and his handful of friends started flipping out and were acting like the biggest injustice ever just occurred. They were calling me every name in the book and "threatened" that last night would be the last night I ever worked at The Pump again. So I told them to go ahead and plead their case to the owners and managers and see what they would do about it. I wasn't too worried because I doubt that The Poverty Plainsmen would want a "rapper" to open up for them or play at The Pump. Finally a member of J-Roc's posse came up onstage and started telling me that he was "this" close to punching me for disrespecting his friend. At that point I called for the bouncers to come down and kindly escort them upstairs, which they did. Good times, good times.