me + rina

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me + rina
Later that night I met up with Rina for a drink (which I think was only the second time I'd ever seen her in a karaokeless environment!).
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...until I fell and almost dropped her on her head five seconds later. Hahah.
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...I did pretty good...
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...I tried to copy her style on an unsuspecting Rina who was walking by...
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Rina (see what I mean about ONLY ever seeing her at karaoke-related events?), me and Niki.
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Rina! (posing with my weird moon-face).
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The lovely mohawked Daisy was the main chica promoting the gig and she made me look pimp by helping us cut the line and getting right on stage. Awww yeah, thanks mammacita!
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...yep, that's right. It leads right to public boobie cupping.
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Me with no chin.
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When I was leaving Arelene's, Rina (who'd I'd met at the Stellastarr show a few weeks back) randomly called me and asked what I was up to. It turned out we were a few blocks from each other so we met up. When I told her that I'd just been at karaoke, she was like "Let's go sing karaoke!" And so we left Arlene's and went over to the karoake at Crash Mansion (that name is so gay I clench my ass every time I say it).