So last night was the Blackout Bash at Lindsay and Sarah's place, and despite our better judgement, we
went. And we made a big mistake, a fatal one: listening to Lindsay
and actually wearing a costume. Damn Lindsay.
But we made a HUGE ASS revalation that will change the way we act for
the remainder of our lives: DRESSING LIKE A GAY FREAK AT A NON-FREAK
PARTY MAKES YOU THE CENTER OF ATTENTION. We got everything from hugs
to chats to alleged death threats. It was, quite possibly, the
greatest party we've been to in a while.
Below are some mini-pics, but you can see a real gallery here: http://benchappel.net/snapshots/blackout_reunion_8.14.04/
Oh, and there were breasts, kind of:
If you have any galleries to link to, use that contact thing on
the left. If you have anything to say, use it too. Preferably
comprimising photos.
Oh -- Rachel
Lusty Lady gave us some porn shit. That made the whole night
worthwhile. We really, really like getting free porn. Hint,
hint.
PS. Somebody said something about how some chick wanted to
kick our ass. When they went to find her, we ran away. Anyone
remember who? I'm all up for a one-two. There's an email form to
your right. Let's go.
