..... only if you WANT to.
Well, I have PASSES to crash "The Bachelor Bash", the party which takes place after the "crowning" of The Cleo Bachelor of 2006.
Passes are important. Passes makes me happy. Passes gets you IN to the damn party.
This party will be a great opportunity for us to hunt down our favourite bachelor, corner him and ask him the questions we've been dying to ask,
"Can I bear your children?"
"Do you like it up the ass?"
"Does this dress make me look fat?"
"Do you mind it if your girl occasionally feasts on human children?"
We ALL want answers, damnit. And this is probably THE best and ONLY time to find out for ourselves whether or not the bachelors are gay. Or married bastards. Or married gay bastards.
Information of The Bash are on the following self-explanatory pictures.
Front of pass
Back of pass
Details in detail
I reckon I have more readers than real friends. Well, at least SOME of you who hang around here pressing that F5 button till it corrode ARE REAL HUMAN READERS, right? RIGHT?
So not wanting to waste any of these "precious" passes I'm giving them away to the first 7 (SEVEN) people who email me at
aphroditus (at) gmail (dot) com
Passes are compliments of Bachelor Number 3 (who by the way, IS NOT GAY, and said it so, TO MY FACE. I mean, dudes, if the man says he ain't gay, AND bribes me with free stuff - HE AIN'T GAY. Hehehe). Nick is DAMN sweet. Like an oversized lollipop. Like 10 teaspoons of sugar in a cup of coffee. Like icing on cake.
I SHOULD be there (IF my own bloody friends are willing to go with me, fucking bitches), trying my luck at camwhoring in every shameless black-mail worthy poses EVER with every "eligible" "guy" I can get my filthy paws on .
If you're there, nudge me, we'll take pictures and I'll plaster it all over my site too, without your permission of course.
IF YOU WANT PASSES!
EMAIL ME AT aphroditus (at) gmail (dot) com!
DO IT! DO IT NOW!
(subject to availability)
Short One - Bachelor Bash Update.
The Cleo Bachelor Bash (LOTS of pictures)