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I'm Michael, and he's Gene, and we like to party, but we're very broke. That's right, drinking red wine kinds of broke.
We'll be high-fiving you at Fest, rest assured, and if you feel the high five was worth a PBR, please keep one thing in mind:
We're very broke.






and now i expect everyone else to come up with a way to get beers.

Hmm, like house 15 people and hope they all bring you a 40 or a 6er.

Do the math!

you better have a ridiculous high-five for some free beer

that being said I'm going to stock up on some from the store so you'll probably get some from me

just get naked.

You should take her up on that.

every thread, slowly turning into the Fest Sex thread...

And that goes hand in hand with being red wine drunk.

Personally, I love wine drunk.

BAJOW!!!

I'd expect around the side, up above AND down below for a free beer.

And you better not pull that 'you're too slow' shit or you can wave that PBR goodbye!

There will be no pansying about. We're in this thing to Fest mighty and give epic high fives to our brethren.

Incidentally, a certain local PHX band posted this, thought you guys would get a kick out of it:

akay, here's what's going down. I went on craigslist looking for an affordable, FUNCTIONING cassette four-track recorder.

I found one for thirty bucks, called the guy, he came to my work, I gave him money, he gave me a broken four-track disguised as a working one.

after a full work shift of dreaming of the possibilities of home recording, i came home to find that the fucking thing doesn't work.

i tried everything, and eventually gave up and called the guy. his name is justin. i've called him repeated times since, and even left him a warning that i would do this if he doesn't call me back and give me my fucking money.

maybe you guys could call him for me?

here's justin's number:

602 677 6278

it's totally fine to call at night, or in the morning, or whenever, actually.

it's also okay to prank call him, and cuss at him for being a fucking rattlesnake thief.

bastard.

if you want to, that would be rad. no pressure though.

love,

-x



Revenge is best served cold...or in the form of repeated prank calling.

i want to hear people's dirty stories on getting free alcohol . I, for one, don't really have any. I remember when I was a freshman we'd go into Ingles and steal bottles of wine/cans of beer. I'd put the wine in my purse and everyone else stuffed their pants with cans of beer. It was really insane that we never got caught, and I actually almost feel bad about doing it. I have since moved on from that and now I just show my boobs. works like a charm.

my (old) band opened for Valient Thorr at a record store in south florida. i guess they had a rider that required booze to be brought for them, we drank most of their Miller Lite and Red Stripe.

at last year's Fest, on the way to a house show me and friends stumbled upon a Halloween Party - we strolled in claiming to know someone named Dave and 2 minutes later walked out with our pockets full of beers. (understand, this was after 2 am so the supply in g-ville was cut off)

also, i was at a party last weekend, we drank whiskey from the hosts "secret" supply in the freezer.

Our student union used to have the occasional night where they gave away the first thousand vodka and cokes for free, but it was only two per person, per turn at the bar. We would get a team of us together, claim a table, then everyone bar one person would go up to the bar, then when the first person got back to the table, the person minding the table would go up and get booze, come back, so on. On one occasion we managed to collect 113 free vodkas between 8 of us, which was basically all we could fit on the table. It was the most organised nonsense I've ever been involved in.

Sus has got her system down.
I used to have a girl that really dug me and would steal bottles of liquor from her family restaurant and bring them over with her.
Now that I think about it, there's probably a long line of girls that I used in a similar fashion...but can't remember em all.
I guess I'm just not a thief at heart.

oh wait...yes...it's coming back to me. there were many a party in high school and...unfortunately well beyond that I'd partake in that which was not mine. Once you're drunk...and mind you these people understand there's drunkards in their house...I'm not saying it's all fair game then, but they gotta know if it ain't locked up, don't count on it being there.

used to steal my ex's dad's weed too I guess...I am a thief, aren't I...hm.

I really did. Actually, I got pulled over not too long ago, because my car matched someone who just robbed the same store I used to steal wine and beer from, but this was about 2 years after I had actually done it. Pretty funny.