we judged a *&^*&^*&ING lip sync contest - PARENTAL ADVISORY: THIS BLOG RATED PG13

check this shit out. that's us, having just judged the goddamned a-diction lip sync big stink 2 on June 3rd. we are just chilling with co-judges Paris Hilton (who, i believe, is drinking beer from that cocktail glass) and Abe Lincoln, and the hot babe hostess on the First Street Bridge, is all.

you can also lookit some more images here...those of you who read over these blogs more than once, may recall that i had mentioned a particular photo before...i have feeling that this was the wrong thing to do, since it is now in the lead for number of viewings...or was it the RIGHT thing to do all along? madonna *slap* whore! *slap* madonna !! *SLAP* WOMAN DRESSED AS A JAPANESE SCHOOL GIRL !! *whaddya-expect-shrug* alright.

wait a sec. i am under-representing how much of a holy-fuck fucking great time i had at this thing...after the contest, abe, paris, fifi and i piled into our impeccably dressed host's radical er...camaro??. we peeled out and around Little Pedro's for a quick spin, and as i tried to steady my pint glass to my face from my cushy spot in the back bucket-seat, my feet (or, more importantly - my shoes) out the sun roof, and with..was it Heart? blaring on the audio system, i thought to myself...i wrestle Mexican men in my shiny vinyl outfits and spandex masks, and yet i can still spend a random Friday night being properly stimulated in a freshly surreal way....thank you, Infinite Universe. thank you, Life. and you know what? thank you, Los Angeles.

xox,
bibi

ps. sorry for my potty-mouth, not really though.