Element0s wrote: Bentz! wrote:
Element0s wrote: Yeah, I was there. We proclaimed that it was to be the "least metal thing he was allowed to do all week" but I'm sure he lowered the bar even more when my back was turned.
Meredith and I were witness to this as well. He "redeemed" himself later by wearing a button up shirt and carrying a bottle of wine around with him.
Indeed. Proper gentleman, a true class act.
Guys, I'm just sayin', my hair would have been one gigantic afro with all the humidity and wind, it would have sucked for me and everyone around me (and afros are about the least metal hairstyle ever).
I apologise for the lapse in metal-ness... it won't happen again. (Next time I'm getting it in Miami... haha. I brought my luggage as a carry-on last year and plan on doing it again next year.. damn you liquid laws!)
Oh, and Jeff: the bar was only lowered when you were too distracted by some brutal death metal, eating raw meat and lifting large triagular iron weights (with large numbers written on them) to watch over me, and I donned the uniform us power metal weenies are given once we sign off our testicles (Pink tutu, curly-toed shoes, and a once-aforementioned sparkly purple sequined shirt featuring a unicorn with a sizeable erection) and did some ballet moves. Sorry Jeff. I've let you down. Only metal behaviour from now on
I propose a gentlemans evening on the next cruise. Everyone wears a sport jacket and a button up, waxes their facial hair into curly shapes, drinks only wine, brandy, or scotch (from the bottle, of course), and indulges in some fine pipe tobacco, while uttering phrases such as 'quite,' 'indubitably,' and 'have you tried the grey poupon?' at random intervals.
Oh yeah, and Jaimie: I got the bottles of wine up in the Viking lounge! You just go up there and ask them for one, and then when they offer you a glass you bat it out of their hand and say "FUCK NO I'M NOT USING A WINE GLASS AT A METAL SHOW", then you sign the bill (about $25), and get back downstairs!