ts's top ten of sxsw (as posted by sb as teeter's in emo deprogramming)

Fer those of you dxe'ers who are not looped into to seasonal music industry protocol, pls find ts's top ten list for this years sxsw music conference/maje labe circle jerk/6,000 person alcoholics anonymous meeting waiting to happen:

10. That one cute dude from My Epiphany on Eyeball Recs who sold me the super gay light pink belt rite off his very own 28 inch waist while Tegan and Sarah were playing.

9. Hangin pimp tite wiff that other one cute dude who works at The Militia Group who I had been waiting to meet after months of hubba hubba phone flirtationz. He was a total vision so I pinched his tush.

8. Tex-Mex.

7. That other other one cute dude who works for DCM Management who came to our brunch whose face I dreampt of kissing wif tongue as he powerstuffed chipz and salsa and completely ignored me.

6. That other other other cute Australian 20 yr old wif those eyes you could just melt in bowling a few games by my side at the snoot city hubba hubba humbag snoozefest Deisel party while he too steadily ignored me. Um, I beat him by, like, 299 points. Throughout the whole match he only knocked over one pin. Teen incompetance is ever so hubba hubba delicious!Oh! And that accent. Ready to throw the eff, f'reals. 100%

5. Frozen Margaritas.

4. Spontaneously kissing the face of that other other other other one super cute dude in the driveway of the Unnoficial Spin Magazine/Stolen Transmission/Soundgirl house party. I am now hopefully going to build a life with that dude.
Watch me work.

3. Beans. Pfffffft. I tooted.

2. Sharing a bed nitely wif the hottest gay dude I know and wanting to shout it from the mountaintops simply because I was sharing my bed wif a dude. No Mom and Dad, fer the last time, I am not gay!

1. Cause no matter how many cute dudes you pretend are gonna be all up in yr gutz, watching real deal drunk sluts never gets old.

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