Oct 18, 2004 17:56
the birthday bash was unholy. and awesome. like a good western movie with extra gunfights.
the good - japanese screw-cock monster films. mount cobra AKA "the snake pit". corey c, clad all in black, winning the hearts of all of wyoming's finest and having a great time doing so. my supersweet ray charles malt liquor milk jug (god bless max). brandon weaver ashing cigarettes into his coat pocket. john getting half of denver cobra-drunk because he's better than you. ricky protecting his girlfriend with a screwdriver. zak discovering his inner MC and entertaining everyone (everyone being me and some dude with a hoodie pulled over his face). dave ups his dance factor 31 percent. the nasty-sweet jam session courtesy of whitney and brandon (fuck yes, "my girl"). drinking a dangerous amount of cobra yet waking up completely hangover-free. seeing crawford and meeting "psuedo-crawford". the high life house brians are rad. fucking phillies blunts. ray spitting on people. hollywood nailing like 19 girls at once on the kitchen table. yeah, the list could go on and on.....
the bad - random asshole types (I nicknamed one of them "shitcan" and he seemed overjoyed). standing water in the kitchen. graffiti and shit. people getting sick. broken glass.
the ugly - some assholes dropping the c-bomb in the direction of a badass girl. paint on the house and rick's car (what the fuck????). kate's phone getting smashed and ezmay's purse getting jacked (why must this shit happen to such nice people?).
clearly the good outweighs the bad. happy birthdays, motherfuckers. now if you will excuse me, mr. howard and I know a few people whose credit needs ruining.