Despite being put on the guest list by Viper Pilot, being insulted by Caek Dawg Millionaire and being threatened with the dark blood by Gabe ‘Awesome Hat’ Russ I completely failed to attend the fun.
By my own rules I am officially now not talking to myself. If I am honest I am relived to have a break from my incessant ramblings. I am sure I will be talking to myself again soon enough.
The day after Bootie post was to be a mash-by-mash, shape by shape, jug by jug post awesome analysis of the fun.
Instead all I can tell you is I am not feeling particularly healthy, am lame and watched The Watchmen. Film was good. I am not.
I’ll get you next time Bootie.
Those that went please to report back in the comments.
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I needed you there home boy. I accidentally consumed a whole jug of beer in the first hour. Then the sound system accidentally died. These events are completely unrelated.
Did drunk Gabes unplug the noise boxes? Naughty drunks.
We did melt an amp.
Then we melted a mixer.
Then the backup mixer only had two working channels.
Two working channels for two DJs and three devices is a bad scene.
I’ll have one of those sadface balaclavas now, thanks.