So Les, Mark, Liz and Alex were crested last night. The whole evening was fantastic. Les poured a drink over Kiran’s head for offending my honour, and Liz ate SPAM off a man’s chest. No one got as drunk as at my cresting, but that’s because we were more hardcore back then. You know, BACK IN THE DAY.
This was the first time I was in the basement when I wasn’t being crested myself, so it was really fun. I did so much screaming. And I was sober, too; a weird experience, being sober at a Golden Words party. Kevin had to be propped up by the end of the night. Someone had to dial Walkhome for him. In case the man is feeling misrepresented, he was fully animated throughout everything. He just had to make sure he was holding onto sturdy things at all times.
Jason, you should wear that wig from now on. It suits you. Kelly, ditto. Does anyone know the end-of-the-night tally for crestee vomiters?
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Behold, a music video of Gunther’s Ding Dong Song. It’s basically a soft core porn movie set to music. (You don’t see anything important, don’t worry, except for one (1) bare bum.) The singer guy has this insane porn ’stache, and giant glasses, and a mullet, which you would expect from a Swedish guy who sings songs about ding dongs. But what you wouldn’t expect would be for him to look like Sabrina’s Dave. Which he does.
The dancing in this video is outrageous. At one point, there are lens flares bouncing off of women’s tatas. (Cheers, ozy)
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I desperately need a fur coat for Saturday. If anyone has a fur coat they could lend me, or know where to find one for less than 30 dollars, PLEASE CONTACT ME. I will repay you with sexual favours or other equally happy things like alcohol. My choice.
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Oh man, I’ve been so busy these past few days. I’ve been even more productive in school, which is a wonder. I know it may just be that I’m working extra hard because I’m better organized or maybe that I’m being egged on by the concept of this new medication, but I don’t think so. This is the first time EVER (and I mean that quite seriously) that I have been this self-motivated and the first time in a while that I’ve been in control of my homework and up-to-date in all my classes. I’m not going to count all my eggs before they hatch, but regardless of the number of eggs I have I am fairly certain that none of them contain dead chicken foetuses.
Inothernews, I’m almost finished putting together my Hallowe’en costume! I did so much shopping today and yesterday that from now on I will only be able to afford eating Ramen noodles and egg shells from the garbage. I exchanged my torn backpack and bought 3 more DVDs (Manhattan, finally, UHF, hilariously, and Back to School, Rodney Dangerfield-ily) but more importantly I bought a pair of shorts, all sorts of crazy makeup, a dog collar and a garter belt. Risqu‚++. I’m going as this girl:

It’s going to be awesome.
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I’m trying to get in touch with Jo. If anyone has her new cell number, please msn me or email it to me.
UPDATE, 3:53PM: It’s all good, I got it.
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