During the Halloween weekend of '04, I brought my camcorder to work for three days straight and did a documentary with strippers, security, bartenders, and other deejays. It was basically three days of getting piss drunk and talking shit into a camcorder for everyone to watch later. Well, that project, after some editing, turned into a little over 3 hours of footage I now have forever.
I extracted an excerpt from it that to this day I find quite amusing, but I don't feel like wasting space on my host, therefore you'll have to go
here to view it. I'm not entirely happy about using this trend as the middleman, either, but . . . like I always say, if it doesn't burden me, I don't really give a fuck.
This video is an attempt to tell a story while drunk off my ass inside the deejay booth. Remember, though, it was Halloween, hence the mask, which I homemade in '99 during a brief liking of Slipknot.
Z.
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