Mr. E. Fuckhead (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} fasteriskhead) wrote,@ 2006-07-06 09:38:00 |
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Goddamn it folks.
So last night I was having a pretty nice party, right? I mean, nothing big - basically it was just a couple of dudes who came over so we could listen to music (set list for my 3-cd mix is forthcoming) and drink a little and gnosh on microwaved nachos w/cheddar (ex. sharp) and watch Tank Police. Anyways, about two hours in I notice that it's raining pretty hard outside, that there's a lot of lightning and the wind is billowing a lot. Thankfully the power didn't go out or anything (well, not yet) so all of us just kind of huddled indoors.
Anyways, then people started disappearing. First no one could find Jake, who is this guy I know from work who is a little bit of an asshole. And then someone told me (I didn't actually see this) that Tracie, who is this girl that Matt brought with him that I didn't really know too well, looked like she'd actually been yanked into my bathroom by something, only when everyone went to check inside it was empty. So that was kind of weird, and we were all getting a little creeped out
About this time I noticed that my mix CDs are no longer playing what they're supposed to, and have been replaced with this really catchy pop-metal stuff. And it was STILL playing even after the power went out, so you could imagine that I was getting pretty wierded by this point. So we were all scrambling to find flashlights and stuff, navigating only by way of illumination from the lightning, when someone starts shouting at me and pointing towards the living room.
Do you know what had happened? Fucking LORDI had set up in front of my couch, jamming without proper permission. I am not sure when they did this, or how, except that they had put a lot of effort into hanging the big "L O R D I" sign behind them. Halfway into their first song all the people who had disappeared earlier showed up again as goddamned zombies, and of course they chased everyone around for awhile and completely fucked up my place. So anyways I'm shouting at Lordi to turn down their amps so I can ask them how they got into the house (Lordi looked a little pissed at me), and then one of the zombies (probably that prick Jake) started gnawing on my neck and I blacked out.
So long story short, I'm now a zombie under the unholy control of Lordi. They ended up playing about a 35 minute set, which was actually pretty good (the neighbors complained but they always whine about this shit). I talked with Lordi a little bit afterwards and it turns out they are pretty okay guys, although evil, and they never apologized for playing my party without permission - also, they ate all the chips and raided my freezer for popsicles. Anyways I just wanted to let you guys know how to recognize the warning signs which will indicate when Lordi has decided to play your house.
So last night I was having a pretty nice party, right? I mean, nothing big - basically it was just a couple of dudes who came over so we could listen to music (set list for my 3-cd mix is forthcoming) and drink a little and gnosh on microwaved nachos w/cheddar (ex. sharp) and watch Tank Police. Anyways, about two hours in I notice that it's raining pretty hard outside, that there's a lot of lightning and the wind is billowing a lot. Thankfully the power didn't go out or anything (well, not yet) so all of us just kind of huddled indoors.
Anyways, then people started disappearing. First no one could find Jake, who is this guy I know from work who is a little bit of an asshole. And then someone told me (I didn't actually see this) that Tracie, who is this girl that Matt brought with him that I didn't really know too well, looked like she'd actually been yanked into my bathroom by something, only when everyone went to check inside it was empty. So that was kind of weird, and we were all getting a little creeped out
About this time I noticed that my mix CDs are no longer playing what they're supposed to, and have been replaced with this really catchy pop-metal stuff. And it was STILL playing even after the power went out, so you could imagine that I was getting pretty wierded by this point. So we were all scrambling to find flashlights and stuff, navigating only by way of illumination from the lightning, when someone starts shouting at me and pointing towards the living room.
Do you know what had happened? Fucking LORDI had set up in front of my couch, jamming without proper permission. I am not sure when they did this, or how, except that they had put a lot of effort into hanging the big "L O R D I" sign behind them. Halfway into their first song all the people who had disappeared earlier showed up again as goddamned zombies, and of course they chased everyone around for awhile and completely fucked up my place. So anyways I'm shouting at Lordi to turn down their amps so I can ask them how they got into the house (Lordi looked a little pissed at me), and then one of the zombies (probably that prick Jake) started gnawing on my neck and I blacked out.
So long story short, I'm now a zombie under the unholy control of Lordi. They ended up playing about a 35 minute set, which was actually pretty good (the neighbors complained but they always whine about this shit). I talked with Lordi a little bit afterwards and it turns out they are pretty okay guys, although evil, and they never apologized for playing my party without permission - also, they ate all the chips and raided my freezer for popsicles. Anyways I just wanted to let you guys know how to recognize the warning signs which will indicate when Lordi has decided to play your house.
