My boy Vadum Rankin is throwing a superdope dance party tomorrow night, spitting in the eye of our first great Nor'Easter. Vadum, who has replaced Princess Useless in my infamous Allston residence, is a top-flight mate and the brains behind the old Circus parties and the Sweat joints I always load-blow over. Will hit this up and peep DJ Kelevra before capping things off at Videodrome. Be there, and get fang-banged by Michael V (Gross).
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