But isn't that always the case?Yep, just a little more masturbation from your favorite b. Leeder.
Friday night, did the Charlie Hunter thing at one GEM of a music venue (you'll be hearing more about it shortly). For those of you that do not know, the man plays a 7-string guitar that features 3 bass strings, and 4 guitar strings. So in essence, he's playing two instruments at the same time and it's the best thing ever.
Saturday night, Groundation unleashed an impenetrable wall of riddim, that could only be scathed by the oddly-placed television screen curiously airing the UFC Pay-per-view event. I mean, we're all trying to mellow out and skank on down to the floor, but this is difficult to do with a giant image of one grown up punching another unconscious gentleman repeatedly in the face. Ah yes, the juxtaposition.
Last night, after that frustrating experience earlier that afternoon, the Euro poppers descended upon the city to delight us with some clever, synth-heavy hooks. Again, there were distractions with the Cowboys-Giants doing battle at the Drive-In (I'm really trying hard to come up with a nickname for that new monstrosity), but this one was more of a welcome distraction considering our embrace of the best game around these parts.
And with Sam Roberts taking the stage out in the Scud Mountain region this evening, it's as if the weekend hasn't even ended yet. I mean, I'm still hungover even though I am sitting at a computer, in an office, sharing a cube with my senior supervisor. It's like Sunday all over again otherwise. But should be a great show. Think they'll open with Love at the End of the World? Haha! Of course they will, silly...
Dude, the unopened trojan condom is a joke right? Like, you didn't get any ass cause the condon isn't open?
ReplyDeleteyea right, I know amidst all of that dick running around you found yourself a nice young man to verbally tout.
Actually it's unopened because I deemed that she was both "clean" and "fertile"...
ReplyDeleteErgo, I am looking forward to my first franchise opening up in the early summer of 2010.
Truth is, BeeLee was so nervous to have an actual, LIVE woman touching his privates that he used the rubber to breath deeply into and prevent the inevitable panic attack and pant-soiling.
ReplyDeleteAnd I didn't even crack wrapper before both occurred.
ReplyDeleteKnow what it's called when you soil both the front and back of your undies?
Cookies n' Cream.