reverendbenzo

I actually went out on Saturday night. Skythe and I went to this club downtown. He wanted to go to the Gold Club but I managed to talk him to another place. There was no wait and no cover, so I think our timing was perfect. Of course I did lock my keys in the car, so we had to take a cab home. Anyway, we we got there I had a shot of Jager and a brewskie and was bascially just wandering around and checking out differnet things. This included women that I'm to scared to talk to. I looked to my right and saw The Masked Asshole sitting next to a giant rabbit.






Then, in typical MA fashion, he had to show me how easy it all is, by macking on one hottie..




after another...








Later on, there was some kind of contest (I missed what it was for). Anyway, this chick won:





Long story short: I got drunk and started breakdancing. I did a variation of the downrock and the dolphin. When I was done, a bouncer asked me if I was okay. I said yes.


So we had a few more drinks then decided to walk to River Street and try to find a payphone so we could call Pop-a-Lock. We weren't 10 steps out the door when I saw something both horrifying and morbidly exhilarating. The Masked Asshole was dead.





Or so I thought. I leaned forward to poke him with a stick and he suddenly sprang into the air, doing an amazing triple backflip with his pants around his ankles.






I'm going back this coming Saturday. It's leather night.




P.S. The rest of the photos can be seen here




Edit: Holy crap! I can't believe I forgot this tidbit. While we were walking, I decided to see if I could get a good running jump and scale a wall. Right before I got to the wall, I tripped and fell head first into it. My head was/is fine. I'm still a it sore elsewhere and have some pretty decent bruises: