callin' it all out!

[valetoile]

and shoot that motherfucking kitten in his stupid adorable face

Wes, Kareem, or Roy?

[kbadr]

and shoot that motherfucking kitten in his stupid adorable face

Oh no he di'in't.
York's gettin' a 187 put out on his ass.

[Roy Janik]

York's gettin' a 187 put out on his ass.

Is York a cop?

[ChrisTrew.Com]

Justin York is now a cop.

[York99]

Oh no he di'in't.
York's gettin' a 187 put out on his ass.

I smell a whole bunch of 187 Yorks walk into a bar.

I'll start and steal Tami's idea:

187 Yorks walk into a bar. Bartender says, "we don't serve dorks here." "No no no, you misunderstood. We're Yorks."
The bartender replies as he gets one of the Yorks in the crosshairs of his rifle, "You heard me."

[Rachel]

187 Yorks walk into a bar.
Bartender says, "we don't serve yorks in here"
Yorks say "sorry, we're New"


thank you.

[ratliff]

Alas, poor York, I New him well.

[kbadr]

187 Yorks walk into a bar.
Bartender says, "we don't serve yorks in here"
Yorks say "sorry, we're New"

I love Rachel.

[Jastroch]

I'm calling this shit out now. Learn to take direction. There is no freeze when the scene is over, Jast motherfucking roch. I will reach through this wall with one of Mike's guns and shoot that motherfucking kitten in his stupid adorable face then rape her A BAKER'S DOZEN times while squeezing Arthur's dick at 4.8 pounds per square inch until it explodes in your face and blows your eye out through the back of your head and then Lincoln and Elway will combine for 378 yards up your asshole and I will leave my calling card that reads "This Isn't What you Think."

Now THAT'S the perfect scene.

I was doing meta-improv. You called scene and I was freezing you calling scene, dick for face.

[DougeyD]

Also, your friends had just purchased tickets to see the upstairs show, and convincing them not to see it was a little tacky.

Perhaps to further explain Phil's action, I actually invited those people to see Kazillionaire*. But they had never been to the Hideout. They ACCIDENTALLY bought tickets to TNA, and Phil was watching out for them and me.

We all do things a little tactlessly and in an unorthodox manner from time to time (hey, if we were all 80 years old, we still probably would.) But I say, while extra income is nice to have, why on earth would anyone measure their life, performances or art in SEATS or MONEY. At least the Hideout is getting attention, and neither show sold out.

I'm also sorry for what happened, but it happens to all of us. I still haven't gotten a response, let alone an apology, from the Republic of Texas Rally committee for detracting from the audiences at the Hideout that weekend. But whatever, if they wanna be that way then they're just dumb.

-Doug

[kbadr]

why on earth would anyone measure their life, performances or art in SEATS or MONEY.

I don't think it's the seats, so much as the bodies in them. We all prefer the energy of performing to non-empty houses. Granted, I've performed some great shows in front of 5 people before (last weekend's Gorilla, for example). but larger audiences are always nice.

[arthursimone]

187 Yorks walk into a bar
bartender says we don't serve Yorks
York says "bite me!"
Suddenly the windows blow open and refreshing snow drifts in
Yorks says "now THAT is a cool sensation you should be getting!"
Bartender says "not cool"
WWE superstar Carlito charges in and says "definitely not cool!"
Carlito spits an apple in the face of the 187 Yorks

[Andy P]

187 Yorkes walk into a bar. The bartender says Fitter, happier, more productive,
comfortable,
not drinking too much,
regular exercise at the gym
(3 days a week),
getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries ,
at ease,
eating well
(no more microwave dinners and saturated fats),
a patient better driver,
a safer car
(baby smiling in back seat),
sleeping well
(no bad dreams),
no paranoia,
careful to all animals
(never washing spiders down the plughole),
keep in contact with old friends
(enjoy a drink now and then),
will frequently check credit at
(moral) bank (hole in the wall),
favors for favors,
fond but not in love,
charity standing orders,
on Sundays ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants),
car wash
(also on Sundays),
no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate,
nothing so childish - at a better pace,
slower and more calculated,
no chance of escape,
now self-employed,
concerned (but powerless),
an empowered and informed member of society
(pragmatism not idealism),
will not cry in public,
less chance of illness,
tires that grip in the wet
(shot of baby strapped in back seat),
a good memory,
still cries at a good film,
still kisses with saliva,
no longer empty and frantic
like a cat
tied to a stick,
that's driven into
frozen winter shit
(the ability to laugh at weakness),
calm,
fitter,
healthier and more productive
a pig
in a cage
on antibiotics.

[xaq]

The "Shrug and Smile" might work, but when patrons ask me which show's better, I tell them how to get to Esther's Follies.*

I also believe that preparations should be made for the end of the Hideout's lease in '09. It's sooner than you think, especially because it's so goddamn expensive to renew. I will spout further venom on this subject later.

And, because we're all friends, let's try to keep the real life (or RL) bitchfests based on online (or OL, LJ, MySpace, Forums) to a minimum. We are not in high school and our lives actually transcend the internet's lack of subtlety and sarcasm.

*I don't really tell them that, but I secretly think it every time Chris Trew calls TNA the only thing in the ATX on Thursday nights. With the patrons, I try to sell them both shows by pimping them both out and most importantly: GETTING THEM TO RETURN.

[erikamay]

i have nothing to say, except

i applaud andy's radiohead reference.

back in my hole of lurk.
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