11.9.04

Sloooow Saturday

Ok- so there are just some nights you aren't meant to be fufilled- like a night when all you want to do is shake your booty with your friends and the opening DJ is a local hero and he just smokes crack for the first 2/3rds of his set- then the headliner comes on and plays soft beat electro-house (if there is such a term) all night.

Your "e" is questionable but your speed is too strong- but with no "up" kick- just keeps you awake for 40+ hours for $10-- who the fuck invited this shit? They deserve a Noble Prize in Chemistry.

The hot girl that's been sending you signals all night is too shy to carry on any conversation, and the other one is being shadowed by a 300 pound plus sumo wrestler type (I kid u not!) at a pace of 3 feet; which is almost his radius...

Go home- fucktard- fight again another day.

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