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| TrolleyBUZZ - May 16 2002 |
| What the hell is THIS? This is a re-occurring page on a web site, and it's dedicated to the documentation of all the completely INSANE stuff that goes on at an event in Dayton, Ohio. The event takes place at a club located in the fabled Oregon District, and the club is called The Trolley Stop. The event is called The Acoustic Revival. The Acoustic Revival is a open mic format musical show, featuring singers and songwriters. However, due to the high quality of lunatic that appears at these performances, there is also a show off stage. This event is outrageously successful. The people are suitable for court required mental evaluation. We like them. Here you will see them in their natural habitat, leaping and playing, feeding and mating. It's life, and they're living it. If you go to the show, you will most likely end up on here somewhere. Try not to get into trouble. Well, not too much trouble... |
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| It's Page THREE |
| As Promised On Page TWO... More Babes |
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| Laine Marr, Reluctant Babe. |
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| John is of course a Babe to all who view him, and here's a Babe with some tasty INK! |
| "Hi. Want to see my spotless set of bright white Babe-Teeth?" |
| Kevin Serey, is one of those guys who, frankly, drives the women wild. He has had to resort to bodygaurds and special locking underpants to avoid being attacked by women who are under the spell of... HIS SEXY!!! |
| Hey Ladies, drop anchor... BABES HO!!! |
| Week in, week out... BABE. She make it look so easy... |
| Jason HUGE Ruge has a stable consisting of these two Babes. |
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| The Babe And The Beast (sorry girl, everybody can't be Sully). |
| Quality Human Beings = Babes. |
| KC is of course a Babe, and here she is with Kevin Serey's Pa, who's got that elder statesman thing happening. That other guy is just somehow in almost every picture I take. Spooky, spooky. |
| A Combo Shot -BEER / BELLY LOVE |
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| The combinations folks try are endless. Peanut Butter and Chocolate, Rubber and Road, Gold and Teeth, K and Y. The list is emormous. It's in that spirit that I run BEER / BELLY LOVE by you. There were fears initially that this would be a bunch of pics showing massive swollen hairy guts straining to escape the waistbands of various jeans, dress pants, slacks, swim trunks, and God help us, boxers. Not so. Just joining two things that are universally loved and cherished the world over (except the Taliban - they apparently were so afraid of BEER and BELLY that they banned both, and even today they cower trembling in dank caves and smokey craters, terrified that we'll develope a BEER / BELLY Bomb). Why this combo? Simple - they have so much in common. They're smooth, creamy, taste great, look delicious, makes cute fizzy noises if you shake them, and when they're nearby people are happy, and they want to rub up against them. Hail! HAIL! HAIL BEER / BELLY LOVE! |
| There's always one showoff. |
| Some folks handle BEER LOVE better than others. |
| The Walker Crew, they know... sweet sweet BEER LOVE and some fine tunes by the man himself. |
| Mmm... Mandy-Belly... |
| He's afraid it's going to get away... |
| A full pitcher and her? Brother, you'd be smiling too... |
| Belly Ring. As if you could do anything to improve on THE BELLY. |
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| Oh YES. It's A FULL HOUSE |
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| I mostly put these up because they get me tickled. There was a time when 1:00AM on a Thursday night in Dayton meant that the sidewalks would roll up. Now, at The Trolley Stop, when it's in Acoustic Revival mode, it means FULL HOUSE. There was no shortage of people who didn't give this thing a single heartbeat, never mind a pulse. But look at us now. MAN LOOK AT THIS! This is what is happening! |
| Standing Room Only? Oh, it must be The Acoustic Revival. |
| It was a good decision, only letting in the Ultra-Cool People. |
| And it's not just that we got warm bodies. Folks, I know most of these party-nuts. They know me, they know each other. This is what you hope for when you become a musician. That you can be a part of this sort of.. SCENE. So, yeah. I am TICKLED. I hope all the Players and Pals and our partners at The Trolley Stop are too. |
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| Before a liberal application of Acoustic Revival. And AFTER! |
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| The boys from Unsung made it out. |
| This attractive woman molested me at The Trolley a couple of weeks back, and I felt so cheap. I mean, you know, thrilled, but cheap. |
| See all these beautiful, happy people? Why not join them? You can come out to The Acoustic Revival any Thursday from 8:00 until 2:00, hear some great music, and be a part of the advanced shinanigans at The Trolley Stop. Everyone is welcome, and it's not really as much fun without YOU there. Hey, you need to have fun just like everybody else, join us... JOIN US... as The Janissaries and The Azabs stated during their Ottoman sanctioned occupation of Cairo, "Resistance Is Feudal". Hey, if all I get out of a degree is the opportunity to make substandard midieval occupation jokes, so be it. |
| This has been another TrolleyBUZZ page, so stay tuned and check back for the numerous updates that I will undoubtedly post when I get the casts off my wrists. Carpel Tunnel Syndrome is a lot less funny when I have it. At this point I can't operate a door knob. Well, really any knob. Frankly, until I had this problem I never noticed how "knob-centric" our society is. I mean, try to find a standard door without one for crying out loud. It's like, I don't know, we're all knob-aholics or something. You think our founding father and mothers invisioned a world totally dependent on knobs? Hell NO! We weren't born with trunks like them friggin' peanut hoarding pachyderms. I got wrists man! WRISTS! I got a THUMB. I can reach and grasp! Would it kill us, would we whither as a society if we began to make use of something besides a frigging KNOB? I don't think so, my fellow Americans, I don't think so. Honestly, if we can't find a way to open something without a knob, haven't the terrorists already won? Besides, would not using knobs be so bad? Would it really give you a huge neck pain to have to pull a lever or something? I read about a door in a castle in England, and it revolved, and every time somebody went through it pumped 50 gallons of water into the place. NO KNOB. Sweet baby Jesus, I'd love to pump some water as long as the device that did the work was sans knob. Hmm. Wonder if I'm stretching this bit out too much? You know, I bet if I switch to a smaller font I can keep this stupid gag going another three weeks at least. Yeah! Though I should mention, parenthetically, that my wrists actually do hurt. Not like, you know, I'm going to kill myself. Not like the time I was trying to bond with a girlfriend and I decided to let her wax my gut. I mean, DAMN. And girls get that done to their crotch. I'd have to have my spinal cord severed to be able to stand that. Once when I was in high school I saw a gang of toughs hang a solitary smaller boy from a basketball hoop by the waistband of his underpants. This of course was a wedgie related assault. Man, I bet THAT hurt. Anyway, click HERE to go back to the main KC Kelly and The Reverend Dave page. And HERE to go back to the main TrolleyBUZZ page. |