Saturday, September 24, 2005

Uh, just so everyone knows, Wax Bar is designed to look like hell. When you come in, on your right there will be red boiling pits of lava, and flickering white lights, signaling that you've reached the most evil of nighttime dwellings. You will be approached by dark figures scowling and grinning, jerking in inhuman bodily motions, stomping your feet as they pass. A demon with no eyes towers above all, ripping open your soul with low frequency amplifiers. Then the devil asks you what you want.
"To be forgiven for all of my sins! I'm sorry! I'm SO sorry! Forgiveness! Please!"
"Sorry - all out. Is coors light okay?"
"...yeah that's fine."

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