You get five minutes on the mic to do your thing. Tell us story, make a joke, throw whatever you want at us, but if you do poetry, we'll throw something at you. Those are rules, but then again rules are meant to be broken, so do whatever the hell you like.
Monday, December 4, 2006
Jason Boog
A lo-fi video version of a story originally told at the Fahrenheit reading: involves saunas, nudity, and foul-tasting liquor.
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