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Nov. 30th, 2007 02:09 amSeriously, I truly thought nothing could have made today (yesterday? Thursday) better, after all the stuff on the way home from Brisbane.
I was so very very wrong.
Because the evening was spent at a club with a large number of AMAZING women (love you guys), and it included a performance from MCR's keyboardist James Dewees, in which he started out in a Santa outfit and ended up in a dress. And had MCR's new temp drummer, the very very hot and tiny Tucker from Thursday, on stage with him. As his slave, apparently. Wearing only underwear. And they were all over each other. I was right near the stage, and we got to grope Tucker a lot (especially during a failed crowdsurf attempt, in which I ended up holding him up by his ass, trying to keep him off the floor). But he was slippery, you see.
Because Ray fucking Toro had been pouring beer on the mostly-naked man, and generally encouraging all the shenanigans, feeding many drinks to them both (and himself), laughing his ass off, dancing to Kylie, possibly getting flashed by Tucker, taking many many many photos of the hijinks, and generally being the cherry on top of a mindblowing evening.
The aforementioned group of fangirls would like to know which deities we should be thanking for our good fortune, cause seriously, we're either dead, mass hallucinating or have slipped into an alternate reality where stuff like this happens!!!
There is a most lolarious picture of me with tiny drunken pixie Tucker, after which he apologised for his hand on my ass. I pointed out I'd hand my hands all over his ass earlier. We spoke to a very drunk James at one point too. Well, mostly his conversation with me was with my breasts, but it was entertaining.
Also, Matt Cortez is tiny, hot, and chatted up every hot blonde in the club. It was hilarious to watch :D Meanwhile, Ray ran away when the blondes tried for him. Quite literally.
I was so very very wrong.
Because the evening was spent at a club with a large number of AMAZING women (love you guys), and it included a performance from MCR's keyboardist James Dewees, in which he started out in a Santa outfit and ended up in a dress. And had MCR's new temp drummer, the very very hot and tiny Tucker from Thursday, on stage with him. As his slave, apparently. Wearing only underwear. And they were all over each other. I was right near the stage, and we got to grope Tucker a lot (especially during a failed crowdsurf attempt, in which I ended up holding him up by his ass, trying to keep him off the floor). But he was slippery, you see.
Because Ray fucking Toro had been pouring beer on the mostly-naked man, and generally encouraging all the shenanigans, feeding many drinks to them both (and himself), laughing his ass off, dancing to Kylie, possibly getting flashed by Tucker, taking many many many photos of the hijinks, and generally being the cherry on top of a mindblowing evening.
The aforementioned group of fangirls would like to know which deities we should be thanking for our good fortune, cause seriously, we're either dead, mass hallucinating or have slipped into an alternate reality where stuff like this happens!!!
There is a most lolarious picture of me with tiny drunken pixie Tucker, after which he apologised for his hand on my ass. I pointed out I'd hand my hands all over his ass earlier. We spoke to a very drunk James at one point too. Well, mostly his conversation with me was with my breasts, but it was entertaining.
Also, Matt Cortez is tiny, hot, and chatted up every hot blonde in the club. It was hilarious to watch :D Meanwhile, Ray ran away when the blondes tried for him. Quite literally.
