That’s a large-scale club in New York where Mariah Carey was the night’s big wow-apalooza to usher in the teens (meaning the decade) with.
Says the attendee, “M2 was at thrice capacity with bridge & tunnel douchebags.
“The bartenders were demanding tips BEFORE giving you any drinks (at the open bar, mind you), and there were girls throwing up & overdosing all over the place, guidos with nosebleeds, that kind of thing…Didn’t even stay long enough to see Nick or Mariah.
Hmm, I’m starting to think my night spent flicking between Anderson Cooper and Ryan Seacrest wasn’t so bad after all.
NOW do you see why New Year’s Eve is strictly for amateurs?