Best Bruises Ever
Posted on October 6th, 2007 by •
From last weekend’s sweaty, flailing mosh pit at the Crank County show, I still have quite a few huge bruises. Generally, if you’re the sober one in the pit, somehow all the rubbery, bouncy drunks fall on you–they leave unscathed, you leave looking like you’ve been beaten with a lead pipe.
I have a huge bruise on each arm. I have a bruise on my left shoulder. I have a bruise on my right boob, and I remember the exact moment of it, because after that smashing blow to the cleavage, I had to request that the gent in question stop heaving himself into my decolletage with such force. He complied, thank goodness, or I might have a matched set of cleavage bruises today.
I’m not complaining, mind you. I could’ve moved out of the crazy action and into a tamer zone at any time, but I chose to stay in and […]
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