Saturday, August 30th, 2008
Private House Party
3pm
Don't even try to figure out the super secret location of this rockin' party as you'll be bumrushed out the door if you lack proper credentials.
Don't even try to figure out the super secret location of this rockin' party as you'll be bumrushed out the door if you lack proper credentials.
If you listen for the music and find the location, you may be eligible for free alcohol, but I'm not making any promises.
Celebrate another good harvest with draft beer, raw meat, and rock music. That's how the Germans do it, right? Scott and Ruben will be sporting fluffy shirts and lederhosen (those leather shorts with suspenders that make a man look like a spoiled, overweight child with a roaring oedipal complex--think Augustus Gloop from "Charlie and The Chocolate Factory"), while Maggi will transform into the rockin' Visigoth Brunhilde--braids, helmet and all. Now this you gotta see! Hairy man-legs, copious cleavage (male and female), bloodlust, rolling "r"'s, and an irrepressible weakness for polkas. It's the holy trinity of marketing symbols for Bavarian culture: Beer, Blondes and Boobs (all manner of them). What human can resist? Who are you to even try?