October 4th, 2005


A friend of mine...

...she writes about going to Death Guild, and of the stink of the masses (or at least the stink of some of the masses).

So to set the stage, Death Guild is a goth night that runs every Monday at Glas Kat in San Francisco.

Perhaps they need a lesson.

<PILZ-E>It is time to dig up the black terry robes and the black terry towels to make black towel turbans and the devil ducks and the little black soaps and the plainsong chanting of the rubber ducky song and the preaching about the cleanliness and ablution and the extra showers for all!</PILZ-E>

(for those of you who don't speak "Woody-Allen-on-crack" I'm talking about The Great Washed, only a bit gothified).