quote:Originally posted by Dr. Benway: I'm going to talk about myself, about how urban dead is killing the boards (even though I'm playing it), about what I want for Christmas, about how you should watch Ghost in the Shell: Standalone Complex, about hating work/needing a new job, and I'll be slagging off so-called 'friends' behind their backs. Most of those are covered by 'myself'.
Like a movie trailer that contains all of the salient plot-spoiling points. That's saved me a journey*!
* Couldn't make it anyway, but you get what I mean.
I hope you Cockerneys all have a lully time and don't get arrested or anything.
quote:Originally posted by Black Mask: C'mon guys. It's Jesus' birthday, what's not to like?
Thought it was Santa's birthday?
I fucking love Christmas, me. Simple things like people saying Merry Christmas and - shock horror - actually smiling. Christmas is teh best.
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One Mojito, two Gin and Tonics, Three Bacardi Lime Sodas, and a couple of pints of Stella please.
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quote:Originally posted by Black Mask: I'm feeling very affable, at the moment.
I hate so much that you're so close to where I am all the time and I can't see you, or know where you are. It's like being tied up and blindfolded in tiny panties waiting for someone who said just to wait like a good girl and that they'd be back soon, but who's already been gone too long. And every minute you know they're there somewhere - they might even be there right now, watching - and there's nothing you can do except lie back tauten with painful anticipation of something that might never happen.
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I don't know what's to get excited about. The last time I tied a girl to the bed and blindfolded her, there was hell to pay.
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quote:Originally posted by Thorn Davis: I don't know what's to get excited about. The last time I tied a girl to the bed and blindfolded her, there was hell to pay.
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I want to fuck Scrawny. Well, more so than usual.
I loathe Christmas for it's manufactured fucking affability and for its crushing requirement that you should have joy. I loathe it for insane commuters and crowded town centres and three for one on mini booze bottles that never got anyone pissed and festive sarnies and golf kits and over packaged under thought idiocy purveyed to idiots by The Man. I also hate the season of goodwill because the last person I had anything resembling goodwill to was the tramp at Victoria who gave me a light in nicotine need. I loathe family responsibility. Tinsel makes my teeth grind. I don't *do* loving my fellow man, I do wanting to smash him in the head with an axe then gouging out his eyeball and eating it in a Martini.
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One Mojito, two Gin and Tonics, Three Bacardi Lime Sodas, and a couple of pints of Stella please.
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quote:Originally posted by Endemic: I want to fuck Scrawny.
Well you can't. Sorry.
Edt: This isn't scrawny. Sorry everyone. But, still, no.
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Last night was cool, everyone rocked as always, and I drank far too much as usual. The only downer was falling asleep on the train back to Woking and waking up in Eastleigh, near Southampton, and having to stagger about in the freezing cold wondering what the fuck to do, until a taxi happened to pass and I was able to spend sixty bloody quid on staying at a hotel for the night, then another fifteen getting home today. All told I reckon that must have been the most expensive meat I've been to yet.. Nice breakfast at the hotel though.
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quote:Originally posted by Physic: The only downer was falling asleep on the train back to Woking and waking up in Eastleigh, near Southampton, and having to stagger about in the freezing cold wondering what the fuck to do, until a taxi happened to pass and I was able to spend sixty bloody quid on staying at a hotel for the night, then another fifteen getting home today.
quote:Originally posted by London: I think it's now 100% likely that I'll be unable to attend the juice-meat tonight after all. *cries*. Y'all have fun now!!!! *cries twice*.
I can't believe nobody asked why.
Why?
I was even thinking of coming along for two minutes as for the first time in my life I will be wearing a hot dress and looking like I haven't been dragged through a hedge backwards. Now I shan't bother *sob*
We were djing at a party in Shoreditch and we TOTALLY ROCKED! There were a few set backs like no headphones and then finding headphones but not having the right sized jack so we couldn't pre-listen to what we were about to mix, and then all the track listings amp had were all wrong so it was kinda like a musical lucky dip. But somehow, on the fly, in pencil skirts, high heels and too much lipstick we still pulled it off and rocked the crowds. You know it. VAO all the way baby.
Hope the meat was good though folks, sorry to have missed it but superstar djing has to come first. Any photographic evidence of last night?
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actually the party turned out wicked. i'm always paranid about my parties.but they're good. this one ende a bit early tho. whATEVR i neeed to oass out niw
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