heh.

So here's the thing. I've pretty much gotten to the point where a party spent hanging out in someone's (unfurnished, unheated) basement or garage to watch a bunch of strangers play Beer Pong and Long Pour holds little appeal.

Still, hearing the men involved give tips about how to relax the throat and suppress the gag reflex in order to win their drinking games?

Entertained me very much.

*bemoans lack of a "flaily" icon*

The Cab and Cobra Starship.

Ministry.

Tickets. IN MY INBOX.

FIC: I'm not going home alone (bandom, adult)

*palm/forehead*

Because my fest fic doesn't want to get written, but apparently pointless porn does.

I'm not going home alone, my entry to the Bandom Goes Down meme.

Brendon/Patrick [P!atD, FOB], adult, ~1100 words. Follows He's Crushing, But He's No Wave.