My Gosh LaTosh!

Warning: semi-explicit situations described in this post. I don't go into detail. But the situations are uncomfortable.

The other day, Cosmo told me this story from his drugs, sex (and cheating on his wives), and music days. You may remember that he played in a band in the 60s that went around and played in a lot of clubs, and he told me that at one point he was hired into a band that just played at the same club every night. So this club (it was in Little Rock, Arkansas, I think) usually had topless dancers on a stage catty corner to the band's stage. And there were all these tables in the middle and a little dance floor on the side. So the club owner decided one night to get a stripper to come to the club with the dancers. The woman they hired was named LaTosha something; she was from the Phillipines. And she had a boa constrictor that was part of her show. 

The night LaTosha was performing was in the middle of winter, and they had the snake backstage before she went on to perform, and they didn't have heat backstage or anything, so the snake was cold. And as Cosmo describes it, snakes are cold-blooded and get vicious in the cold weather. I don't know if this is true or not. So anyway, it was time for LaTosha to come on stage and she walked out and started doing her thing and the snake was wrapped around her and extended out in front of her facing her. That might not make sense...basically, the snake was looking straight at her. Cosmo said he imagined the snake just didn't want to perform, because all of a sudden it struck at her and bit her bottom lip and just hung on, and blood started gushing everywhere. Of course it caused a sort of panic through the crowd and the whole place was in hysterics. Cosmo said their band just had to keep playing.

He said from that point on, they always called LaTosha 'My gosh LaTosh!!'