Halloween Sex
I voted already. I couldn’t wait. It took an hour and a half, there were no refreshments and everyone seemed like they really wanted to think that everyone else was voting for the same person they were, which of course was John Kerry.
But what about Halloween? Who are you going as? Will your costume get you laid?
October 29th, 2004 at 9:53 am
While I had planned to be in Athens for the weekend of partying, through election day, into the GBV reschedule show; a recent lucrative gig in West Palm Beach has me hungry for the quick cash, and going on to Thailand (granted for a more brief adventure than the epic I had been dreaming of) in November. So, I’m taking another quick gig in Calloway Gardens tomorrow, hope to get up to Athens for Sunday nite, which will most likely be relatively tame - and since I have neglected planning, will just throw on the westler’s mask I got outside the Mexico City zoo in 2000 and be ‘Chalupa’ again. I will not get laid.
However, If Bush does get re-elected, I intend to find and violate a soroity girl who voted for him. And then there’s always the hope of pulling out that ’scary helmet man’ charm at GBV, where Glad Girls and Hot Freaks will be anxiously waiting to ‘disarm the sexless’, ‘leave their thing’s in the street and run wild’, yell Don’t Stop Now, but hopefully not attempt to Replace You with Machines…..
October 29th, 2004 at 3:43 pm
Elton John of course. And getting laid is no longer the object…it’s getting quiet.