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Mark Aaron James says: "Don't Come Alone"

Ok, so this is going to be the hardest email to write while remaining tactful. Hell, even that sentence had an unintended pun in it. Ya see, a few weeks back, I did a night of Green Day songs for the "Undercover Show."
While performing "Longview," I mentioned that it was about...well...pleasuring one's self. I off-handedly (unintentional pun again) joked, "wouldn't it be funny if we did a whole night of songs about masturbation."

Well, someone was paying attention and they nominated it for this week and it won. (You guys are a sick group and I love ya for it).

So, this Thursday will be all about sharing what you should be doing on your own. Hopefully, I won't be "Dancing with Myself." Just to insure several people hear me attempt "She Bop" and "Beat It" on the acoustic guitar, there will a valuable prize for any repeat audience member who brings a new person to the show . (Those who came last week can verify, it is a valuable prize).

So, don't come alone (that was intentional) to masturbation night at Mr. Deneheys, at Carmine at 7th Ave., downstairs at 8:30 PM this Thursday night.

MAJ

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Giovanni Vitacolonna said…
Yo, how about Grease Lightnin'?
2:02 PM
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