Cringe: The Cringing
Tomorrow night is Cringe, and it’s shaping up to be a right regular sausage fest, which is rare. I guess while all us ladies spent our formative years journaling through our lust and rage, you boys were busy drawing helicopters on the backs of your spiral notebooks. I know this because I saw it. But we’ve rounded up some pipe, and it’s going to be sweet. Word on the street is we’ll have some repeat performances from Marc “Anonymous Love Letter to His Neighbor” Balgavy, as well as last month’s crowd pleaser, Harris “So Then I Jerked Off In Mike’s Bathroom” Lastname, and some new blood in the form of Joshua B. Mogul Newman, who apparently at one point in time slowdanced with a girl at his bar mitzvah. Also, corn/ladies will be served.
Did you like how I said “pipe” up there? I was attempting to coin my own slang and see if it flew, but it ended up looking like I made a drug reference instead. Whatever, I’m sticking with it.
Cringe Reading Night
Wednesday, March 1, 8:30 pm
Freddy’s Bar & Backroom
Dean & 6th Ave.
2/3 to Bergen, any train in the world to Atlantic/Flatbush
Cost: as always, free dollars