“Yay a jazz-style scat party!” or so I thought upon seeing the flyer for Gay Bash’s next party. I’m aware it’s naive on my part but I envisaged sparse sax solos and low talking jazz men in fedoras and trench coats.
As it turns out “scat” has a far more repugnant definition (try Urban Dictionary as opposed to Wiki) than I originally thought – though both meanings do involve copious amounts of shit coming out of people’s mouths (Scatman John I’m talking to you). I should have known better considering Gaybash’s penchant for risque double entendre and toilet humour but at least now it all makes sense! They tell us 400 cups of chocolate mousse, a chocolate fountain and rubber gloves will feature so we expect some mortified Surry Hills residents deploring the faux-shit-splattered youth come Sunday morning. And that’s exactly why we love Gaybash in the first place.
Thanks to Gaybash, Pedestrian is giving away five double passes to the party, all you have to do is email ashley@pedestriangroup.com.au with some toilet humour – real or imagined. Nothing too graphic though, because I’ve got a weak stomach.
GILLIGANS, 134 OXFORD STREET
10PM –
DJS: ALL OF EM.
STILL ONLY $10.
WWW.GAY-BASH.COM
To get us in the mood, the most annoying shit-talker of all time…
