by Reynaldo Tardiff on This is going to take a minute.....(deep breath). If anyone, local or otherwise, seeks to pull away the flesh and initiate themselves headlong into the lower intestine of the bastard child that Bill O'reilly has nightmares about...then get in line and make sure you hide your E really well. (like in a condom up your nostril) It was here in this marathon vampires lair that I got my chops for the party scene and learned that it is possible to lose 15 pounds in one weekend. It was also here that I learned that the best looking girls are never girls, the most expensive drugs are never the best, that wells fargo will actually keep giving you money long after your in the negatives, and your alter ego can leave you with a huge mess come Monday. But sitting out on the patio in the sun on a sunday with some mad tech bouncing while you watch the whole group pulse like a tempest all the while fueling your body with anything but nutrition burns a memory on the surface of your cortex that just keeps on needing to be scratched. I have burned out forests of healthy synapses just trying to recreate the rush of the Endup and its ever eccentric cast of characters. Some people dont like security and thats cuz they see a million idiots a day, so if you are one...well then head back to the marina. The only fighting that anyone wants to see here is a fresh green sailor that just pulled into port fighting to dislodge his head from between a honduran tranny's big fake tits. (but dont tell him what he's getting into, its more fun to let them figure it out on their own) So many people raise their brows and and wonder what I would want to hang out in that 'gay bar' for? But to call the end up a" gay bar" is just selling it six notches short of vanilla. Its a little more like a "end of the road, everyone that has been up for two days, penis or no penis, rocket fueled, robotic freak nasty tech zombies that want to help you melt your brain into a pulsing dance mush". Three bits of wisdom if you go: Dont dance with the hottie that is mesmerized by herself in the mirror (or do), dont attempt to hit on the asian girls that are hanging around with the older Yakuza, and dont do any drugs in public and you are golden.
