Oh...My...Gawd

Shhh...lollipop is seepy...

I never realized there were so many intelligent like-minded individuals that share my nasty little obsession for...uhm...loud music!!! Well, I'm all about satisfying my fixation...nae...fetish if you will. So I hit everyone's favorite search engine trolling the interwebs for something that could bring my scene to you, particularly those of you that have not been to a rave.

No easy task. I have no sauce-age on all this and it's sad not many other people do either. I'll fix that at raves to come (and I promise to share). These girls bump, pump, sweat, and (God help me) grind away the pounds with little notice. I know a raver who loses about eight to ten pounds per rave.

That weight loss program is brought to you by:

The Letter

Someone's had his Skittles...

 Holy fuck, Elmo. I am disappoint.

Enough blather...you want moar? KC. DILIVARS!

 Nectar of the gods.

[EDIT: I hope you like the changes, let me know what you think!  -KC.]