Ian is mixed up some Chocolate Martinis in his fancy little fancyglasses.




Then we headed to Hiro and met up with PWu.


And Joescat!

Hiro was kind of lame.

So we jumped in a cab and headed to Greenhouse. A new club in SoHo.







The ceiling was made of real dried leaves and some retard gay was spraying fire everywhere.
Horrible screaming firedeaths just waiting to happen.

Yay!

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