Lana, finally disgusted with the lack of dancing talent took matters into her own hands and grabbed Han's blaster, climbed onto the stage and began shooting anything that wasn't shaking it's ass. The party reached critical mass, then security showed up...
Lana finds a dead ringer for Sam Jackson below and discusses fire arms - and Royal's with cheese.
Wandered downtown with a small crew last night looking for a party. Being Halloween in Detroit it took us about 5 seconds to find one. It was at the MOCAD and it was going off into the street outside when we pulled up. After pushing our way inside the girls danced their cabooses off and Bjorn and I just laid back and took in the scene (ok we may have shook it up a little too). Got home @ 4. I love this town!
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HAHa bjorn just showed me the post... Samuel L. Jackson was the man!
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