it's on
zunta, PIAB and the dceiver are joining forces to bring you the vaguest and most poorly-planned, yet totally awesome and fabulous event of at least the next eight days or so: the snakes on a plane viewing thingamabob!
tommy, myself, the governess, and his holy dceiverness have all procured tickets for the 10:10 pm viewing on friday, the 18th, at the regal gallery place theater in chinatown, and there is planned drinking in the area beforehand. we're not exactly sure where, though both hooters and coyote ugly have been suggested - seriously - as they seem to fit in best with the general theme of the evening, which is terrible ridiculousness and, possibly, shame. updates to come!
anyway, if you're interested (and you should be!) you can buy your tickets here.
drop us an email or comment if you think you might come, so we can get a general sense of exactly how many people are willing to subject themselves to such an evening. for sociological purposes.
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the first person to say "snakes on a happy hour" gets a roundhouse kick to the nads.
Go snakes!
Woo! I'm there.
(snakesonahappyhoursnakesonahappyhoursnakesonahappyhoursnakesonahappyhour)
I'm in. Am anxiously building up a list of related bad jokes as I type. As in: What do you call the gambling odds on a New Orleans university? or, What happens when you get sore on Amtrak? and so on.
I'm in!
The stakes on Tulane? Love it.
or the aches on a train!
I'm in!
I'm in. I vote for Hooters. Snakes on Hooters!
I was at the beach Wednesday, very overcast, not a lot of people around. Yet across the sky comes a biplane trailing a banner: "Snakes + Plane" with an illustration of a snake. It's so on. Incidentally, none of you know me but I feel compelled to come drink with those who recognize that this thing is going to be bigger than the premiers of "Gone With the Wind," "Star Wars," and "Weekend at Bernie's II," combined.
that's so awesome. here's the jpg from brunchbird. and of course, please come on out! we're all about encouraging people to come out and meet other non-scary (i swear) bloggers.
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