I had SO much fun this weekend in Reno! I don’t really have a lot of pictures, since most of my time there was spent in bars in the middle of the night, but it was fucking epic.
In-bar slot machine at Carl’s.
The trip started on Friday, on Greyhound. Took SEVEN FUCKING HOURS to get there, it was this epic trek through the snow.
Snowy sign in Colfax, where the bus got its chains put on.
On Valentine’s Day, Sam and I headed down to the bar to watch the B-Movie day, we watched Barbarella and Faster Pussycat Kill Kill, which set the tone for the whole rest of the night.
Sam and I got deliciously trashed and laughed our asses off at our jew renditions of fagpop songs (to survive fagpop, replace the word “you” with “jew” and behold the amusing or depressing change of meaning):
Okay, take this piece of shit gay hit, and find/replace the lyrics. It turns this vanilla pop hit
You’ll never see me again
So now who’s gonna cry for you
You’ll never gonna see me again
No matter what you do
to the lament of a Dachau guard:
Jews’ll never see me again
So now who’s gonna cry for jews
Jews’ll never see me again
No matter what jews do
M.I.A., venting her pro-PLO tendencies:
I fly like paper, get high like planes
If jews catch me at the border I got visas in my name[...]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take jew money
And, of course, the most eerie, Dirty Vegas:
Days go by and still I think of jews
Days when I couldn’t live my life without jews
Hi-fucking-larious.
Sam and I also came to the conclusion that every statement can be immediately followed by either the Barbarella theme or the Godfather theme.
Also, we are really rich Italian Satanists.
I didn’t go to Lipstick tonight ’cause it was raining like crazy and I didn’t drive. My dad gave me a ride, or I would have been bussing it. Public transit really fucking sucks now that I’m not in school, because not only is it slow, but it actually costs money.
I drunk texted Taggart while I was there, I’m not quite sure why, I missed getting fucked up in his presence at Lipstick. I need to hook him up to a polygraph next time we hang out. I have problems trusting people.
I should have gone to Lipstick tonight. Right now I’m rocking out to New Young Pony Club while I brush my teeth.
Also, if you are the geeky type, you should totally check out Ubiquity, this amazing Firefox plugin. This video (with a rather cheezy intro) explains it:
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