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Originally posted by Shape Shifter
We were invited to an afterparty and we were assured that it would be mellow. After stopping for beer at a gas station with a loudly playing police scanner, we arrived at the party. There were a couple of guys in the yard playing catch with an ax.
The artist took us on a tour of his garage studio. Instead of clowns, the motif seemed to have changed from clowns to mangled bloody baby dolls. Baby dolls impaled on antlers. Baby dolls embedded into dashboards. All viewed to the spoken word recordings of a collaborative effort called Big Snuff and a 10-year old kid in clown makeup separating the clear ice from the cloudy ice in the beer tub.
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It's very possible that I ended up at that same after party, though it was located at the Museum of the Weird in the Heights and it was Halloween night. At one point I was handcuffed to a girl gone wild. Was there by any chance a pyromaniac at the after party?
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After the party ended, we toured Waco looking for a hotel. No rooms were available because of a skeet shooting tournament in town that weekend.
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I bet you anything that Billie Bisset from Ledbetter won the woman's division in the skeet shooting competition. She's amazing. Same thing happened to me in Clovis, New Mexico, except it was a gem show AND a base ball card convention in town. I slept in my car that night and it was freezing cold. My usually reliable cheap mexican serape failed me.
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