Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Very Important Pokers.

Facebook Party from Casey Brewer on Vimeo.



While in NY on a casting mission, the dudes and I were invited to V.I.P. Facebook party at the Roseland Ballroom. I have no idea what the actual purpose of the party was, but it did coincide with the opening night of The Social Network. Perhaps Zuckernerd was issuing a salvo to his most trusted Pokers? Who the fuck knows. Needless to say, the unintentional comedy was through the roof.

Imagine a VH1 music award show that featured ample amounts of sluts, booze, and a melange of cologne odors that burned the tiny cilia within your nostrils. The only beer available was a new "micro" option from Molson. It tasted like vile piss. We were actually washing down the slosh with a low rent Tequila.

We couldn't exactly gather why this party was so exclusive. The vast array of starched "going out shirts" and fistfuls of hair product ensured there was really nothing unique about it. Mostly just douche bags pumping their arms to music heard in car commercials. At some point in the night I'm sure they dropped balloons. We didn't stick around long enough to find out when.

The video says it all. Take a gander.

Thanks to Todd for capturing the magic.

3 comments:

frank adam said...

This makes me question whether or not society is on a decline. Watching this makes less sense than nude people in the Amazon rain forest hunting wild boar and eating slug larvae. This makes less sense than head cheese, light beer, and flannel underwear. I can only imagine the scents emanating from the writhing dick heads in this pig shit melange. See, this is why I will never bone a 20 year old again. Because if I could bone a twenty year old, she would need to be on some Terry Zwigoff shit. Like, super cynical, buck toothed, whisky drinking, full bush, cigarette stealing, Nietzsche reading, parent hating, bespectacled, temporary lesbian. And that just wouldn't be fun anymore. I'm old Casey, vert old.

XO - Chicago Franz

Casey Brewer said...

I just wish I would have blasted my pecs before showing up. I looked like a Hefty bag full of cottage cheese and a beard compared to that crowd.

Sean Whipps said...

In these situations, I tend to try to recreate one of my favorite scenes from one of my favorite movies of all time.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=unyCs0aQFbw