The Dangers of Open Mic Poetry [Nov. 16th, 2004|10:11 am]
So I went to an open mic last night. Wow, What A group! First there were the cool people, mostly the gay and lesbian crowd (these are always the people i seem to be hanging with, I'm kinda the male equivalent of a faghag...a dykemike I guess), there was also a homophobic Vietnam Vet (who was on patrol last night with a bottle of Wild Turkey) who was convinced that homosexuality is caused by a curse that the Buddhist monks placed on America. And there was the Jesus-freak Tweaker Homophobe (with Kanji characters tattooed on his bald head) who ranted about the "Fags" and how the Jesus hates them.
I did my bit and moved on, not feeling much in a debating mood (for a change).
On the way out two Trustafarians called out to me "JA LOVE", I called back, "JA BRAIN DAMAGE"...there was no way they could have figured out what I was saying, so we all went home happy
So I went to an open mic last night. Wow, What A group! First there were the cool people, mostly the gay and lesbian crowd (these are always the people i seem to be hanging with, I'm kinda the male equivalent of a faghag...a dykemike I guess), there was also a homophobic Vietnam Vet (who was on patrol last night with a bottle of Wild Turkey) who was convinced that homosexuality is caused by a curse that the Buddhist monks placed on America. And there was the Jesus-freak Tweaker Homophobe (with Kanji characters tattooed on his bald head) who ranted about the "Fags" and how the Jesus hates them.
I did my bit and moved on, not feeling much in a debating mood (for a change).
On the way out two Trustafarians called out to me "JA LOVE", I called back, "JA BRAIN DAMAGE"...there was no way they could have figured out what I was saying, so we all went home happy
danielle:
well it will be up for awhile... no worries. 