Last night was the graffiti party. We inked it up. Started out with pale white shirts, ended up with a coloful cataclysmic explosion of monsterous proportions on our body canvases. We saw some russians do acoustic Bob Dylan, wrote randomness on peoples shirts, but most importantly had the most funny/wierd/disgusting/odd converstation with our new best friend CJ. We met CJ as he drunkenly wanderd in through the door in our direction. More on him later. Go enjoy the beautiful day.
Listening to: Arcade Fire
was jeff there? mooseknuckles? Clap?
ReplyDeleteyes he was, but not when we took these photos for the page.
ReplyDeletewe had a graffiti party, too. its a good time.
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