don't talk to tinfoil till he names me, bitches

call me that, and i'll call you Dainty McClumsybroad.

You probably contracted some kind of radioactive Chernobyl virus from licking the GIANT oboe . The good news is that it will probably kill off the cold germs you have . Bad news...two words...THIRD EYE .

I've had that " ...until we sound like Pink Floyd " line echoing through my head since I woke up . Oh , and for the record , YOU were the one who bought the first shot of tequila . I just followed suit .

P.S. E-Harmony worked for me .

Wha? Red Elvii? Where were they? Don't even tell me I missed them! I was able to catch them last time when they came to Club Cafe, and made a solemn oath on the cold, concrete head of Lenin that I would never miss another gig when they were in town. Blargh!

TFH, oboe? Now i'm confused...

Yebutz, did you lick the big-ass red triangle bass?

Heh, awesome pic. I'm still heavily bummed. I've been so busy lately, I had no idea they were in town.

I'm just gonna have to catch them next time, I guess.

Hmm... I'd try the Bill Murray, but a husky, goateed Italianish guy really doesn't have the best chance at pulling that off, I fear.

Silent Bob was probably the most fitting costume i've ever done, but I absolutely can't stand people who use the same one back to back.

when they were done did they say "Red Elvis has left the building"?

That pic turned out AWSOME .

Heh,heh...oboe licker .

wont you have egg on your and the aspca's collective faces when you realize my pets are midgets.

beautiful brindle midgets

i have their papers in case you would like to stud them

So, what happened to your piercer? Got any pics of him, it would be interesting to see a double of myself?

Interesting.

Oh, and lest we forget, *bite*