And, after checking to see where it would be hosted and seeing that it would
be in the same gorgeous amphitheatre as the midweek The Witcher-themed
performance, I couldn't resist continuing to goth it up before all of that
black hair dye washes out.
Once again, I feel like I scrub up pretty well as an elegant goth. And it
seems very thematically appropriate to dress all in black for somewhere named
The Black Rose. So that's pretty good further justification for a goth outfit,
right?
On a side note, and this is something that really pisses my off that I even have to mention it, but how fucking pathetic is that someone has decided to open a Black Rose Orgy Club? Not only have they stolen the name but they've also deliberately opened at the very same time as everyone knows The Black Rose will be open.
It's a dick move of the grandest proportions. I mean, who do they think they
are kidding?! Does the owner genuinely think he can bait unsuspecting visitors
into trading into trading an evening of cultured music for some filthy
fucking? Because I promise you, even if his bullshit bait and switch gets a
few people to mistakenly turn up to the wrong venue, they will instantly turn
and head back out the door when they realise they've been deceived by this
bullshit name theft.
Fuck that guy. Fuck him sideways. Fuck him sideways with a pineapple.
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