Trippy Party
Well! Along rolls Saturday and we were to attend a party at Hardey Street (South Yarra). Maz (rach’s sister) noy my rach but buzz’s rach who is VERY VERY VERY pregnant at the moment’s sister, does that make sense? maz is rach’s sister.
Welcome to my blog Damian
Enter Damian, he came over to our house post major break up with his very CRAZY bird. and when i say crazy i mean CRAZY, wont go into the details here but trust me no one i know can understand why the hell Damian who is a pretty cool dude goes out with such a Freakshow of a person. Anyway to cut a long story short we dropped some trips and headed off to the party armed with a slab of Calsberg (probably the best lager on the world) a wig (on my head at this point) and our wits.
We got lost looking for the party which, as it turns out was in the street next to our house. he he fannys.
LSD
After being there for a while the LSD kicked in, was a pretty cool trip actually in a house party full of posh South Yarra tartlets and buff South Yarra Dudes with rippling muscles. I met a gadgie named Jaunty and was quick to inform him that in Scotland his name translated as “at an awkward angle” or “precarious” to which the bird we were talking to burst in to fits of laughter and said softly looking at him “that’s a pretty close fit Jaunty”. i was by this point off my chops and having great fun.
Fat bird who never smiles
In this house there was erm.. how to describe it… a small room in the lounge, not a room as such but more of a vivarium, it was encased in glass, room enough for maybe 4 people to be in, basically it looked like a porno den and whadya know they had a nice red light in there to make it even more realistic. Yeah it was like the wee rooms in the Dam, where the chix hang out and show their wares. anyway this bird at the party wen in there and sat down, obviously completely unaware that every person at the party was looking at her thinking what the fuck is she doing in there, it had stage status, if you entered the porno den (which later became known, and from no on in will be referred to as the sin bin) you intantly became a star, an ambiguous porno/hhmmm star. so there she is, in the sin bin, looking so unhappy i almost cried laughing. Her mate then entered to keep the depressed old fatty company as no one else wanted to.
now back to the wig
Damian by now was also melted on LSD and was prancing about the party with andy’s wig on, loving it i may say. he went into the sin bin and sat down with the fatty and her mate who happened to have the exact same hair doo. it was a classic photo opportunity. a very bald dude, bent on trips, wearing a wig, sitting with a chik who had the exact same hair, taking the absolute piss out of her, and she seemed completely unaware of this piss taking.
Beautiful.