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Klutch.xls: spooooky
Q-Dogg and I killed us some pumpkins . . .
O.K. so I have been called the "most self-referential rapper in the world" by some and I guess it carries into my pumpkin carving as well. Hey, anything to get in the holiday spirit. The other side has the Cobra logo which you will see below. I think my brother did a Cobra pumpkin a few years back but I just had to have my own.
So anyhow I guess it's time to write about:
the Party for no Particular Reason
Sure, it took place about a week and a half ago but the hangover is just about wearing off and I'll be damned if I don't have something to say.
Oh, on the post-script-tip, next time I promise (promise (you know, kind of like the prom promise)) that the Robots and other outerstaters will get fair notice, as well as invitations on a nice heavy stock of paper. We will offer all the good times listed below, though it is unlikely we will be able to hold anymore Guns-n-Roses 2:30 in the morning sing-a-longs. I fucked up. Sorry. Deal with it.
Anyhow, peeps had fun drinking, playing Excitebike, River City Ransom Drinking, etc. There was an accordian playing contest and many arguments over who was "the most" Polish.
I am so much more polish than you, it's ridiculous.
I know we said to invite friends, but whom ever invited the cops, well, that was just in bad taste. They didn't even stay long enough to say hi or have a drink. And even though it's fashionable to come late, 2:30am is just not that fashionable.
Well, if you missed it, or if you were there, here's a link to some pix: Party in Da Heights
People said that the cops came because of the music . . .
I say they came because of the dancing . . .
Criminal.
Spooky.
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