Sunday, May 17, 2009

The F word, it's a party


So if lots of fun gays and silly gals are your definition of FUN then santos party house is where it's at on Saturday nights. I happen to be One of the skinny half naked bartenders that are sure to get u potioned up for the festivities. Last night She-dick performed and Peaches made her ever so desired appearance. It's the scene for most types and preferences. This type of party play is essential if we are to reclaim our filthy city. Mickey mouse is not invited so the suit stays home, if u catch my meaning. Rock out with your cock out is the perfect cliché for the wild time, thanks to santos NYC can relive some of the freedom it once had, Barack said it best when he stated that we needed to stop annylizing our differences and start caelebrqting our similarities. Though he was speaking of the abortion taboo I think it's a lesson we all could stand to get behind.

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Thursday, May 7, 2009

Painful neighbors


It starts with a dj and ends in frustration. Recently our neighbors moved out and handed down their apt, like an old pair of abused stelletoes, to his younger sister! Already this sounds like a disaster! Turns out sis is a dj just like her big bro, unfortunatly she has a youthful desire for mind numbing house music with extreme bass. This has become the source of my living hell. Not only can we not sleep but her ef-ing smile of egniwlrgment everytime I confront her on the matter still doesn't change her patterns. I think apt rentals should have some kind of protection for these types of terrors. Can ibget a witness?

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