9-10 PM: Carnival of Souls
All times Mountain

Special thanks to Jazzsoda, without whose archiving of the night's festivities, this gallery wouldn't be here

Generik: "Insert the iPod Colostometer directly into the anus, then hit Shuffle..."	Hippie: And Donkey Kong goes to town on the credits!	Jazzsoda: Dead seals, old, discarded vacuum cleaners, and John Clifford's one broken-English Japanese credit. So who installed the Jazz's Bedroom Cam?
GersonK: Anne Hesche has seen better days. And probably a few worse ones too.	Reynard_T_Fox: "And now, I'm gonna Kill...that guy." CUT!	Jazzsoda: Now Julie realizes why everyone was upset with her for eating all the soap in their first week on Dogshit Island.
GuloGulo: The rotted, unrecognizable corpse was one of the town's most famous landmarks.	Hippie: Sarah Polley is apparently some kind of Lite Brite savant.. she's working at a whole other level we can't even understand.	Reynard_T_Fox: Papa Baldwin and the Baldwin Maker 3000.
Reynard_T_Fox: "Turns out Hugh Jorgan was his *name*. Boy, was it a bitch dismantling this thing and shipping it back."	Jazzsoda: "Yeah, get Ikea on the line. I'm ready to upgrade to a big desk."	Hippie: No, you don't cut salami like that... that's how you cut provolone. Well, that's why I get the big desk. Man... I bet it would be fun to have employees!
Jazzsoda: Don't forget to burp Dan's Tupperware skull along the crease daily, or else he starts to get some pretty strange ideas.	LauraPowers: Non-commital driving.	GuloGulo: "Is this how I roll?"
JoeCrow: another perfectly good kid under my car, when will they learn	Hippie: No... no, that's not how I roll. It's Arby's or nothin', homes.	JoeCrow: On second thought.... DON'T fill er up
Reynard_T_Fox: a.oO(Wow, have I always looked this double?)	GersonK: Next on Poorly Researched Theater: Lyndon Johnson - Commander-in-Priest	Spazz: "Hmmm...Yes, I think I'm right. I'd make a GREAT stained glass window!"
LauraPowers: Disneyland... OF THE DAMNED! Hmmm... better yet- just Disneyland.	JoeCrow: Don't ya' just hate when you have to chase your breasts around the room?	Hippie: Bill rang her doorbell 30 times a day, every day, for four years... but last it paid off, and she came to the door nude!
LauraPowers: "sugar?" "Yes, please." "Cream?" "Sure." "Cocaine?" "ALWAYS!"	Meldrick: "She didn't leave me a spoon to stir my coffee. Oh well, I'll just use my lashes."	Jazzsoda: Trying to find a ringing phone in the morning is always the one major downside to filling your entire apartment with Mr. Bubble.
GersonK: "More ennui, dear?"	Generik: "May I offer you a gift of used Kleenex, with extra sputum?" "Uhhh... daylight come and me wan' go home, Harry."	keogh: After just a few days with him, Carol was able to see right through him. For one, she thought, his guitar seranades lacked a certain...guitarness.
Reynard_T_Fox: Prince Charles followed no one's rules back then.	LauraPowers: "And then the guy stole the ciggies right outta my rolled up shirt sleeve! The jerk!"	Jazzsoda: It wasn't that Bill was a poor storyteller, people just had a hard time not being distracted by the jellyfish constantly being sucked into the vacuum in his skull-hole.
Reynard_T_Fox: "Hi, may I borrow a cup of YOU?" *slam*	JoeCrow: Mary just couldn't stop backing into the manequinn that so much resembled her first husband	Hippie: Harriet's 137th Bad Run-In with Lesbian Security Guards: "S'cuse me, ma'am, are you carrying a concealed fine ass under there?"

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