Carlos was understandably excited to enter the "quintessential" gay nightclub, The Slippery Pole, so who could fault him for wanting to get his freak on with the proverbial slippery pole? Of course, note the prescence of a rod (In a nightclub. How very odd...) and of course a VERY under-appreciated Mexican lover-boy looking on desolately. No one really knows what possessed Carlos to get up on stage and let out his inner exhibitionist, but we suspect it has something to do with his flaming homosexuality and his inability to hold his liquour.