You should have given kitty that haircut too…that would’ve been totally bad-ass!
Thats a nice pussy you’ve got!
Show us pics from the pussy sacrifice.
You should dangle the cat over the balcony like Michael Jackson.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!! Good luck with your girl, Dude. That is awesome!
Amazingly… everyone was expecting her to lose her shit… but she just laughed and said ‘you dickhead!’… she knew about it anyway, and actually wanted to shave it. I sort of felt bad for a minute, coz she looked really nice and here she was stuck with this…
monk. [:)]
I knew I was in for an interesting night when my mum saw me pretty much immediately after I posted this here. She looked at it, and goes ‘what have you done? Oh, it’s a bald cap!’. I reply that it’s actually shaved. She looks stunned. She doesn’t accept this. I tell her to touch my head. She does this, screams ‘OH NO!’ and nearly falls over, hitting herself in the face with her hand. She pretty much lost the plot; I was genuinely worried I had pushed her over the edge or whatever… until I reminded her that my girlfriend hadn’t seen it, and told her to imagine the look on my girlfriend’s face.
It was only at that point… that she stopped crying and started laughing about it. Italian mothers, what can you say? [laugh][laugh][laugh]
So we get to the gig. Already in soundcheck, we got noise complaints. I’ve never heard of this happening, ever. So… we didn’t end up being as loud as we wanted, but it was good enough.
As for the performance, I don’t think it was our best musically. I was a bit all over the place. Even tho it’s improvised, I still know whether I’m playing something that sounds right or wrong. But irrespective, the actual performance aspect went down great!
We had this sheet metal we angle grinded onstage… everyone laughed their headso ff when I moved to grind the little set up… and knocked the whole thing over. You had to be there I guess, but it’ll be on youtube anyway…
Amongst all the candles and goatskulls, we had… a toaster. Which we toasted bread with. And burnt in a deliberate attempt to set off the fire alarms. This failed, but the place reeked of toast… some people ate this Good Friday offering of the body of Christ, I ended up using it as earplugs (because the noise at one point was unbearable).
Eventually we wrapt up the gig, and realised we’d made $20 of profit. So, we figured the best thing to do was go to McDonalds and buy 40 50c cones of ice cream and just hand them out to our friends who hung around after.
I wish I had taken a photo of the look on the venue managers face when we:
- brought the icecream back
- asked for toast… and used it
- were carrying fire extinguisher and had to explain ‘what the fuck it was for’, in his words
- showed him my monks robes
I don’t think they quite knew what to make of the whole thing. But everyone who came had a good laugh and got icecream. That is… troo kvlt… grimm… doom? [laugh]



