Why I Love Tucson (A must read)
First let me start off with why I hate Tucson. This fucking heat is so awful. It is out of control. It is so shitty that I just don't want to move from my living room until the sun goes down.
Anyways,on to the fun stuff. So last night was a night let me tell you what. It was nights like this that makes my life worth living. I have a reason to laugh my ass off and feel close to people. Haha. It was good seeing some old faces and being around, for the most part, good people.
I stayed home for the earlier part of the day and then headed out to meet up with the boos around 6ish PM or so. After being totally lost on where some usual restaurants were in my home town, I found the others sitting down at a bar at Bumsteds on 4th ave. I met with Kreeds, Brad, Mike, Big Mike, Vela, Matt and our new friend Mark. We rounded up and headed a few long hot blocks to Queer Prom 2005.
Before I go any farther let me just say Mikes hair was the true Prom Queen of the nights. This bitch look like he turned a waffle iron up to about 500* of something and just started crunching. Girl, we got pictures too.
Anyways, we arrive to the entrance to queer prom where we we joined by little Mikey. Suddenly, with out even the words of bipody-bopidy-boo, Cinderella fairy god-mother her self pulled up in her usual heavy set blue gown. You got it, Heather Sellmen! Haha. BIG LEZBO! We gather our $7.50 and entered the gates of hell.
As we walked through the door, and Mike Nana hair blew back from the wind pressure, we found some good, clean, STD free seats and made our selves at home. We made sure that everyone knew it was our home by talking up a storm of shit when the drag performances began. The first one sort of similar to to Rocky Horror on Ice, played my EONS own piece of shit. But the second one, the show stopper in my opinion, was some little, shitty bitch dress in pajamas signing Wonderful by Everclear. Since when is having a toothless boy dressed in his night clothes drag. He jumped in the air a few times and did what I think was a triple axel. Hmmm. Well He must of heard us all laughing and talking shit because shortly afterwords the music turned in some Craft like chant and a spell was being performed I believe. He picked up a feather and stick and started going crazy. Suddenly the doors slammed and this started flying around the room . . . okay that never happened, but that fucking bitch was still crazy. The rest of the performances sucked; including a fat girl doing Lose My Breath, and a toothless Hobo doing some RB shit.
After such shit, we decided it was time for some alcohol. Mike and little Mikey retreated to a local store and hooked in up with some SoCo. We went to brands car and started to drink. I was sober so everyone can sit back.
Once there was some buzzes going one we headed back to Prom to own the dance floor. Now the floor could have been ours if there was some decent music but it never came. Its okay we still enjoyed ourselves by taking Mike behind and lit screen and started fucking him and doing the C walk, not so correctly might I add. All and all . . . I want my money back.
We jumped and I cars and got away from that dump as fast as we could. It was time to go party crashing. So there was a party going on at Joel's. It was Daniel's (Count Chocula to many) birthday party. The original plan was that we were going to buy Brian a huge birthday party hat and say that it was Brian's birthday. But for some reason we decided to be respectful.
The party was huge. Biggest one I have been to at Joel's. I saw a lot of old faces and I really enjoyed most of them. Including Oscar who I normally would hate. Haha. Oh well. There was some new faces there as well, including these two funny ass black bitches who Vela and I decided to adopt as our mothers. Girl, let me tell you! We all found a camera sitting on the kitchen counter and decided to have some fun. We took pictures of our selves, Kreeds ass, Bananas, electric balls, and just a lot of bull shit. It made my stomach hurt from all the laughs. What was even better was when all the the horns and hats were handed out for "Happy Birthday." Ask me about that part. We also sang to some Mariah Carey and did some other ghetto laughs.
On the outdoors patio there was some laughs going on as well. Cameron and Carley joined us at the party and shared in all the glory.
Also Kreeda hit fucking Josh Lettermen in the head with a candy. HAHAHA.
Before the party started to die down around 2 AM or so we headed off to Brian's for some swimming. Mike and Vela and I jumped into my car and blasted some New Spice Girl songs and screamed like morons out the windows. We arrived at the pool with no problems and swam most of the night away. At about 3 AM so old man decided he had reason to yell at Matt for parking on a curves where he had every right now do so. He tried to come over and break up our fun but we were just about ready to leave in the first place. Its okay Matt showed Kreeda and I were his house and car were so were will get our revenge.
Back at Brian's place we played some darts, had a couple more laughs and decided to call it a night!
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PS . . . Heather's girlfriend proposed to her last night and she died later that evening when she was hit by a train.
Anyways,on to the fun stuff. So last night was a night let me tell you what. It was nights like this that makes my life worth living. I have a reason to laugh my ass off and feel close to people. Haha. It was good seeing some old faces and being around, for the most part, good people.
I stayed home for the earlier part of the day and then headed out to meet up with the boos around 6ish PM or so. After being totally lost on where some usual restaurants were in my home town, I found the others sitting down at a bar at Bumsteds on 4th ave. I met with Kreeds, Brad, Mike, Big Mike, Vela, Matt and our new friend Mark. We rounded up and headed a few long hot blocks to Queer Prom 2005.
Before I go any farther let me just say Mikes hair was the true Prom Queen of the nights. This bitch look like he turned a waffle iron up to about 500* of something and just started crunching. Girl, we got pictures too.
Anyways, we arrive to the entrance to queer prom where we we joined by little Mikey. Suddenly, with out even the words of bipody-bopidy-boo, Cinderella fairy god-mother her self pulled up in her usual heavy set blue gown. You got it, Heather Sellmen! Haha. BIG LEZBO! We gather our $7.50 and entered the gates of hell.
As we walked through the door, and Mike Nana hair blew back from the wind pressure, we found some good, clean, STD free seats and made our selves at home. We made sure that everyone knew it was our home by talking up a storm of shit when the drag performances began. The first one sort of similar to to Rocky Horror on Ice, played my EONS own piece of shit. But the second one, the show stopper in my opinion, was some little, shitty bitch dress in pajamas signing Wonderful by Everclear. Since when is having a toothless boy dressed in his night clothes drag. He jumped in the air a few times and did what I think was a triple axel. Hmmm. Well He must of heard us all laughing and talking shit because shortly afterwords the music turned in some Craft like chant and a spell was being performed I believe. He picked up a feather and stick and started going crazy. Suddenly the doors slammed and this started flying around the room . . . okay that never happened, but that fucking bitch was still crazy. The rest of the performances sucked; including a fat girl doing Lose My Breath, and a toothless Hobo doing some RB shit.
After such shit, we decided it was time for some alcohol. Mike and little Mikey retreated to a local store and hooked in up with some SoCo. We went to brands car and started to drink. I was sober so everyone can sit back.
Once there was some buzzes going one we headed back to Prom to own the dance floor. Now the floor could have been ours if there was some decent music but it never came. Its okay we still enjoyed ourselves by taking Mike behind and lit screen and started fucking him and doing the C walk, not so correctly might I add. All and all . . . I want my money back.
We jumped and I cars and got away from that dump as fast as we could. It was time to go party crashing. So there was a party going on at Joel's. It was Daniel's (Count Chocula to many) birthday party. The original plan was that we were going to buy Brian a huge birthday party hat and say that it was Brian's birthday. But for some reason we decided to be respectful.
The party was huge. Biggest one I have been to at Joel's. I saw a lot of old faces and I really enjoyed most of them. Including Oscar who I normally would hate. Haha. Oh well. There was some new faces there as well, including these two funny ass black bitches who Vela and I decided to adopt as our mothers. Girl, let me tell you! We all found a camera sitting on the kitchen counter and decided to have some fun. We took pictures of our selves, Kreeds ass, Bananas, electric balls, and just a lot of bull shit. It made my stomach hurt from all the laughs. What was even better was when all the the horns and hats were handed out for "Happy Birthday." Ask me about that part. We also sang to some Mariah Carey and did some other ghetto laughs.
On the outdoors patio there was some laughs going on as well. Cameron and Carley joined us at the party and shared in all the glory.
Also Kreeda hit fucking Josh Lettermen in the head with a candy. HAHAHA.
Before the party started to die down around 2 AM or so we headed off to Brian's for some swimming. Mike and Vela and I jumped into my car and blasted some New Spice Girl songs and screamed like morons out the windows. We arrived at the pool with no problems and swam most of the night away. At about 3 AM so old man decided he had reason to yell at Matt for parking on a curves where he had every right now do so. He tried to come over and break up our fun but we were just about ready to leave in the first place. Its okay Matt showed Kreeda and I were his house and car were so were will get our revenge.
Back at Brian's place we played some darts, had a couple more laughs and decided to call it a night!
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PS . . . Heather's girlfriend proposed to her last night and she died later that evening when she was hit by a train.