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thoughtformed2011-12-22 04:41 pm
subspaceflowers) wrote in thoughtformed2011-12-22 04:41 pm
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Hey, it's a log for a totally non-denominational ironic christmas party. And you should come.
WHO: You and whoever the hell wants to come. Adults only of course.
WHEN: FUTURELOGGED TO: Dec. 24. Doors open at 8
WHAT: Didn't you read the subject line?
WARNINGS: May contain kissing, drinking, language.
Welcome to the party. The door is open and sometimes cheesy, sometimes awesome bouts of holiday music (and sometimes this song.shut up, they're actually kinda good even if the bassist was a dick.) can be heard for blocks in any given direction. The scene? Just the community center, which has been completely decked out in cheap dollar store Christmas decorations and red and green construction paper chains, and the refreshment tables are overloaded with red and green candies, ugly and poorly-decorated cookies, and even a bowl of chocolate Chanukah gelt, because why the hell not? There are also bottles of soda and plastic cups for those kids who get down by drinking liquids.
The crappy decorations, ironic music, and adult party games would have usually bombed any party just by existing in the same space, but the lack of invitations and two massive kegs of beer seem to override the satirical cheesiness of the party. And about those party games. Twister is standard fare, and a curiously empty bottle sit on the edge of a ping-pong table repurposed for the almighty beer pong.
Also curiously hanging from strings at random parts of the community center are those familiar branches of mistletoe that have been popping up all around town lately. But unlike the naturally-occurring stuff elsewhere, these bunches have been kidnapped for use in taking advantage of alcohol-fueled partygoers and for making everyone else uncomfortable. Even you.
The hostess isn’t hard to spot. She’s the one in the red and white coat, santa hat, candy cane-striped stockings and festively green hair. Go say hi, or don’t. Just make sure you have a friend or call a cab before you leave.
WHEN: FUTURELOGGED TO: Dec. 24. Doors open at 8
WHAT: Didn't you read the subject line?
WARNINGS: May contain kissing, drinking, language.
Welcome to the party. The door is open and sometimes cheesy, sometimes awesome bouts of holiday music (and sometimes this song.
The crappy decorations, ironic music, and adult party games would have usually bombed any party just by existing in the same space, but the lack of invitations and two massive kegs of beer seem to override the satirical cheesiness of the party. And about those party games. Twister is standard fare, and a curiously empty bottle sit on the edge of a ping-pong table repurposed for the almighty beer pong.
Also curiously hanging from strings at random parts of the community center are those familiar branches of mistletoe that have been popping up all around town lately. But unlike the naturally-occurring stuff elsewhere, these bunches have been kidnapped for use in taking advantage of alcohol-fueled partygoers and for making everyone else uncomfortable. Even you.
The hostess isn’t hard to spot. She’s the one in the red and white coat, santa hat, candy cane-striped stockings and festively green hair. Go say hi, or don’t. Just make sure you have a friend or call a cab before you leave.