HYPE @ CRUSH NIGHTCLUB
* Photos by Two Eagles Marcus *
Grand Rapids, MI - Sunday, January 9th 2005


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01/09/05 - SUNDAY - Crush - I am so f*cking tired. It is 7am Monday morning and I am still awake. Last night was sensational! Ah haha ha... let's see... got up at 12:30p from a comatose state, and that was because LS blooped me and woke my ass up to go to lunch. I wasn't down for that sh*t, I was so sleep. And then other people started hitting me, so I figured f*ck it. So Shash, LS and I went to Rose's for lunch. Our waiter totally s*cked. LS called him the turtle. Lunch was fun as hell. We went back the the Hart manor and watched the Chemical Brothers DVD. I went to the office at 6p to try and do some site sh*t. I wrote Friday nights diary and then Bellagio came over. We split downtown at 8p to meet up with Jacob the Jeweler and everyone at the ice rink. We were walking over there and I see this Santa on skates, I say to myself, "What if that was Jacob, that would be crazy." It turns out, it was Jacob. That sh*t was funny as hell. The best part was that I brought him a pint of Brandy. He was totally "Bad Santa." I was cracking up. At one point I was carrying 4 bottles of liqour. That was ridiculous. Ah ha ha. After the rink closed we went over to Ragg's, that was a lot of sleazy outrageous fun! The drinks were a f*cking dollar! One f*cking dollar! We loaded up on tons of drinks. This girl that was with us was so funny. She revealed that she likes the smell of farts, or it was revealed. I don't really remember, but it didn't matter because she proved it right there. She had her boyfriend force a couple out so she could smell them. It was so weird, but it was really funny. Everyone was laughing. The funniest part of the night was when Jacob started some thing where he rubbed Tato's knee and then Tato rubbed my knee and I was suppose to rub the knee next to me, but that was Ian's knee and I didn't really know what was going on because I was smashed and there was lots of methane in the air, so apparently I gave jacob this strange look and he though it was so funny that he fell off of his bar stool and onto his back on the floor while simultaneously knocking over every drink on his table and making everyone in the bar look at us. I almost pissed myself. And then Tato takes a straw and is trying to suck up the liquor that is spilled all over the table. Geezus. Ha hahahha... I swear, what don't I get into? How can this be real? Hahaha... I am already drunk as f*ck and then Ian decides that I need this HUGE drink called the "Hairy Buffalo" which is like a 36 ounce drink which costs fifteen dollars. I was like... "F*ck it. Just drink it." So they get me this excessivly humongous drink and me and the girls are all drinking it. I let them drink most of it, because I would be dead right now if I had had anymore of it. I signed the girls boob that likes to smell farts. Angie showed up. She looked sensational! We talked for a minute and then it was time to g-o. Ian, Jessie and I finished our drinks and went to Crush. I ran into Shash as we were walking, so I hopped in the ride with her. I don't remember what we talked about as we walked to Crush, I just rememeber I was doing a lot of swerving. Ha ha. We got into Crush and quickly melted into the crowd. It was packed. I ran into a lot of people I knew, unusual huh? Ha ha... ohhh... okay, not so funny. Ummmm... I was naughty, real naughty. I was uninhibited! I can't even talk about it, but a lot of people saw it. I don't care. F*ck it. Just drink it. Then the a60 f*cking died. I didn't even drop it. It just died. I wasn't happy, but I wasn't pissed. I know I took at lot of obnoxious pictures tonite though. Well, I was in a lot of obnoxious pictures tonite anyway. I taught some chick how to slow dance. That was interesting. I saw Crystal finally at the end of the night, she slapped me for some reason. I can't even remember what I did. She wasn't mad, she just slapped me. Well, she wasn't mad after she slapped me. I was oblvious anyway. Ha ha. The club shut down. Ian and I staggered to his Alero and fortunately for us there were 2 GRPD crusiers sitting right next to his ride! I felt so safe! Sike! I thought were going to get arrested! Geezus! So we leave the lot and go the wrong way on a one way street! I was loosing it! Ian was like... "Oh well." What a night. It is now 7:40am Monday morning, and I think that I am still wizzasted. I am so tired, this past week has been sick. Ha haha... oh yeah, when I was at the Hart Manor LS covered me up and tucked me in on the couch with like 8 blankets, and then he called me "Little Twoey." It was so f*cking hilarious. I had like 45lbs of blankets on me. Okay, I am done. I am about to drop dead. Happy 21st Toni, even though you could barely remember who I was tonite. Haaaaaaaa!!!

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