Sunday, November 30, 2008

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Letterman on the Palin Turkey Fiasco

This woman is a comedy pipeline.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Maybe He Was Holding Out For A Terrorist Fist Jab

Wednesday is almost here!



Guns N' Roses - Better

http://www.theonion.com/content/node/90560

Well apparently everyone has their pre-Thanksgiving reunions. I actually enjoy these for the most part, certainly plenty of folks that you haven't seen in a grip.

That being said, I don't care much for trying to remember people's names after a handful of drinks and then being called out for not knowing. Really? Does anyone win in that scenario? Who feels good after that revelation? I certainly don't need it.

The standard small talk/life update also gets old pretty quickly. Talkin to friends who actually have some interest in what you're up to is great and I'm glad to fill them in. But the inevitable 10-73 convos you'll have with dude from chem com (for us science idiots) or that girl from drivers ed can be a struggle. Maybe it's my fault for failing to have something unique or interesting to say to every person I've ever encountered in my life, but here are the basics you'll get just in case you'd like to go the "say what up and move on" route:
  • Still livin in Chi, visit anytime!
  • Still workin at the same place, pretty fucking sweet!
  • Hey, I got a girl now, she's great. You def gotta meet her, maybe when you visit!
  • Holiday plans = sleeping, drinking, sleeping, video games, drinking, dvds, tv, drinking, sleeping, snowballs, sleds, eating, sleeping.
  • Yeah, still doin the music thing, bout to drop the next album in the spring. BPB motherfuckers!
  • No, my dog who humped your leg back in the day is no longer with us. She had a long and fruitful life. If Uncle L is in the vacinity when this is brought up he will pop some shit and I will punch him in the face. Real talk.
  • Yeah we're still playing our annual Thanksgiving football game. About 30 people claim they're coming, it'll be the best ever! (four will come)
  • Time for a new drink/I'll catch up with ya in a little bit/fake text message or phone call...see ya next year!

Sunday, November 23, 2008

"Oh yeah. I know you're gonna like this."

In case any of you haven't seen this classic:

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Never too old for a drinking ticket!

So...football Saturday this past week. Colorado State versus New Mexico: a bowl game in the making if I've ever heard of one! For those who don't know, Megan (my girlfriend) is an athletic training staff member at Colorado State, so I get a lot of free tickets. This was a noon game, so, now nearly 26 years old, my ritual has changed since college football Saturdays at UW. Now the ritual includes 17 presses of the snooze button, 3 Pepto Bismol tablets and atleast 3 glasses of water (one fizzing with Alka Seltzer). After that I typically sit in the shower for about half an hour trying to convince myself that 10am is a reasonable time to awake on a weekend, and trying to remember what I did to deserve the beaded butterfly ring I apparently inherited the night before. I used to be the one handing out jello shots at 8am....what has happened? Anyway, I put on enough team (green) colors to be accepted, but not too many to become the creepy old guy in the student section; I grab the remainder of my thirty-pack of High-Life from the night before and head out to tailgate. Of course, a pint of vodka is a necessity for any high-octane social outing, so I stop at my favorite liquor store to grab some McCormick's. Luckily Megan gave me a staff parking pass, so I didn't have to wait in the ridiculously long car line, bordered by every cop in the city. Once in, I immediately slammed half of the pint to give me that baseline buzz necessary for a football game (for those of you unversed--that's 4 shots). Now this stadium, while it is beautifully set against the Rocky Mountains is a glorified high school stadium. Kind of a joke that it is considered Division-1, as it looks more like a remodeled version of the stadium from Varsity Blues. Like any good Wisconsin boy, I strategically place 3 cans of beer (as requested by the friends I was meeting) under my belt, and walk in without a wink. Once in, I proceed to devour the two Johnsonville brats that I bought with the cash I got from the lone stadium ATM before even finding our section....Before going any farther, I should note that the two buddies I met for this game, were both football coaches, 6'4" minimum, and seemingly man's men. Once we get seated in the student section, I immediately notice a group of 18-19 year olds passing around a 1.75 of Canadian whiskey, and decide that it's ok to start drinking. We each grab a can, and for half an hour life is grand: horrible football, a belly of brats, and beer in hand, what could be better? Then, without warning, five officers swarm us, arms behind our backs and escort us out of the section (nevermind the kid smoking a bowl standing five people away from me). We are taken up the stairs where I ask if it was ok to either finish, or throw away my beer? To my utter amazement, the answer is...."No, that's evidence now!" Really?!?! So we're taken into a back room and separated. I kid you not, I'm pushed against a wall, told to get on my knees, interlock my fingers behind my head, and my forehead is pressed against the brick wall. During the full search, I try to explain that I'm 25 years old was just drinking a beer, I'm no threat. They confiscated my phone, jacket and hat. After that, I am forced to take a mug shot (in which I give my best smile). Adding a little much needed humor at this point, these large football coach men's men start shaking. I ask if this is their first run-in with police, and for both of them it is. That helped a little, two alpha-men, shaking in the presence of a drinking ticket while of legal drinking age. However, the humor can only last so long; insult to injury was delivered quickly enough. For bringing a beer can into a college football game at 25 years old I was given a Class 2 Misdemeanor....I shit you not. I have a mandatory court date in a month, and hopefully this hick-town judge will realize that meth is probably a better way to accumulate his court fees. To top it all off, while being escorted off the premises in cuffs (yes I was cuffed) I run into two of Megan's athlete's and one of their 5 year old nephews. The end of the parade was given finality when I asked for my belongings to be returned, and upon return the officer asks, "So, just for my notes, it was a can of Miller High Life, right?" To which I reply, "I told you I was from Wisconsin didn't I?!?!" So come December 15, me and my can of Miller High Life will appear before a judge to argue that this was the most ridiculous violation of the law that I have ever been cited for, and I was never read my rights! This just goes to show that you are never too old to get a drinking ticket!! Misdemeanor......FUCK THAT!!!!

Need Some Help, Friends


Hello friendly-friends and friendly-friends of friends,

I'm looking for some help in the form of critical feedback on a film I've been editing for the past year. The film is called 'The Making of The Pool' and will eventually be a special feature on the DVD for The Pool, to be released next year.

Basically, I'd love to have some of you watch it and tell me what parts are interesting, which parts are confusing, which parts are boring, etc...

If you're not a fan of these 'making-of' featurettes on DVDs this probably isn't for you, but if you are interested (and have 70 minutes to burn), drop me an email with your address and I'll mail you a DVD.

chrisjamesthompson@gmail.com

Love!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Futbol

Prince on Politics

"So here’s how it is: you’ve got the Republicans, and basically they want to live according to this.” He pointed to a Bible. “But there’s the problem of interpretation, and you’ve got some churches, some people, basically doing things and saying it comes from here, but it doesn’t. And then on the opposite end of the spectrum you’ve got blue, you’ve got the Democrats, and they’re, like, ‘You can do whatever you want.’ Gay marriage, whatever. But neither of them is right.”

Friday, November 14, 2008

Barbaric



This is a little old but it's new to me. Fuck Hillary, Byrd should be Secretary of State.

Girly Mouth

What ever happened to that phrase? How did we let that gem slip from our collective vocabulary? Who brought us that gift, Leonard? Anyways, that's one of the the things that's inexplicably crossed my consciousness while riding the Metro, which is packed literally worse than New York or London at their worst-I was spooning, in my tennis shorts, a very fat Chilean woman the other day and I know she could feel my bananafish because her and her friends were giggling. This is not what I came here to write about.



In fact, I didn't come to write anything at all, rather, simply to give a big what it smell like to all yalls. As I've got to meet people down here and the spanish has improved, and I've realized what little time I'd scheduled for Santiago, and that I have to go to mf'n Starbucks, which is possibly more expensive here-I don't know how the fuck that works, to get wireless I've neglected my time online. If you want to see a good example of this, and I don't really know why you would, you can go to sosuperspecialblog@blogspot and see the saddest attempted blog launch ever. Maybe in Buenos Aires I'll be better.


Anyways, this is more than I planned on writing, and I have to go call this Chilean girl so we can exhaustingly struggle through attempting to communicate and then hopefully fuck. I miss yall, the only time I've felt homesick at all was the night-sweet morning after the election. Thanks for all the posts, ew, and also check this track 'Obama: by Super Golden,' they're a legitimate afrofunk band that was at Pitchfork this year and put out this track a year or so ago...I think. Anyways, it's fun and worth a listen, even if it costs you 99 cents, come on all you 'world music' sceptics this one is gauranteed fun. Alright, whatever, you're going to download it, good for you, go fuck yourself, I'm sick of talking about, I haven't even listened to it that much. Anyways, what I was going to write about the election was that I had a fairly awkward moment of chocking up\letting a few tears out while I was alone in an internet cafe with the attendant

quizzically watching me.


Alright homies, and lone female, keep it gully, real in the field, be easy and may God bless America.



EAsy.






SEMTEX TV: DELA SOUL, MOS DEF, NAS, WILL I AM, KANYE WEST, DAMON ALBARN ROC THE MIC @ THE G.O.O.D. MUSIC AFTER PARTY, LONDON, UK from DJ SEMTEX on Vimeo.

De La Soul, Nas, Will.i.am, Mos Def, and Damon Albarn freestyle care of Pitchfork.

Olbermann on Propostion 8

Wow. Well said.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Worst. Application. Ever.

I guess I'm not going to work for the Obama administration, after all.

Electronic communications: If you have ever sent an electronic communication, including but not limited to an e-mail, text message, or instant message that could suggest a conflict of interest or be a potential source of embarassment to you, your family, or the Presiodent-Elect if it were made public, please describe.

http://graphics8.nytimes.com/packages/pdf/national/13apply_questionnaire.pdf

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

SLAM

Hippity hop infiltrates cable/whitepeopleblackpeople

(This might be a sexual fantasy I have of Williams?)

KJ on Colbert



And just in case you forgot how dope he was on the court...

Obama Election Night Photos


http://flickr.com/photos/barackobamadotcom/sets/72157608716313371/show/

Well, it's been just over a week and this is still fun. The pics taken on stage don't vary too much from those pretty widely circulated, but a cool look behind the scenes, particularly in the moments leading up the the speech.

Update: go to this link to get versions of the photos that you can save.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

((Transcription from Previous Post))

"Yo Yo.
What up Josh Williams?
Bring your skills back to the beer pong table!
I'll smoke you and then dump you in the pool behind our apartment, bitch.
Fuck you, weak-ass; I'll spit on you.
Yeah, get inside you weak-ass turd.
Stop spittin' on that girl who shows her titties in The City!
Uggggh, dirty!
We all seen her, shit!
Yo - weak ass hoe?
This has got a big-ass faggot over here, red-shirt motherfucker.
Stick my dick in that ass, faggot!
Oh!
Give me a drink y'all Bitches!
Y'all some cheap-ass motherfuckers, Stoli ass-smoking.
I'll smoke your ass like a shit cigar you fuckers!
Hey! Step over here and I'll pump you up, baby!
Get the fuck over here.
Hey get me a drink before I smoke y'all!
Y'all wanna see my 45?
Hey - come here, come here - know what I'm sayin?
Come here, give me that beer, know what I'm sayin?!
Hey give me that drink - know what I'm sayin?!
Hey give me that beer, what I'm sayin?!
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo!
Alright, that's it.
I'm out, baby.
One love.
Peace.
Peace in the Middle East.
Rain in Spain says Man Leigh in the Plane.
Ya know what I'm sayin?
Y'all can feel me?
Y'all know what I'm sayin?
I'm bout to go blaze these guns in fooseball.
Some Custies.
I see a guy with a faux-hawk over there.
Yo, when's the new dartboard over here?
We haven't had a dartboard hanging up in over a week, because that shit is so bunk.
That shit is sooo bunk!
We get a new dartboard as soon as we get a new apartment, which we don't even got yet.
We ain't got an apartment.
We gonna live at Josh William's mother's house!
In about a month and a half, he'll have four dudes living in his bedroom!
Cuz, uh, we don't got shit!
We ain't got shit!
We gonna be living in Josh's house driving here from the Zoo everyday to go to class!
Yo I'm talking the Zoo, dog!
We got... shit!
We're out, we're out, we're out, we're out!
Hit me up, Hit me up!
Peace."

The Lost Tapes: J Wilson Raw & Uncut...Horton Droppin' Gems

The year was 2005 and the summer was in full swing. Some of us had just experienced the joy of college graduation and were relishing the final months before we had to do some productive shit with ourselves. Many of us, however, were a step behind, getting ready for the 5th year of school by drinking as many consecutive summer days as possible. Thomps, one of the more ambitious of the crew, was working on a "school project" in the middle of July! What a commitment to the arts.

Alas, this much discussed project, which involved recording the profound words of his drunk friends on the hot summer nights of Madison, disappeared both physically and in the conscious of the subjects (alcohol/time induced)...until today.

Yes, over three years later, with some of us married and with children (ok, one or two of us), these lost treasures of yesteryear have resurfaced. While the vaults are large, we are kicking this off in a special manner.

The setting for both clips: July, 2005 at the Memorial Union in Madison for a Heiruspecs show. Drunks folks all around and mics to record the festivities = beautiful results.


Horton & Ramirez - Sampling and Bullshit

This first clip finds long-lost buddies talking the art of sampling. Ramirez kicks it off with "I'm agreeing, I'm understanding, I'm feeling..." and I think we know where he's headed. Horton the Drunk Guy follows up with his feelings on relationships and music, and drops some gems on the art of sampling. A fun slice of life from these two.


J Wilson -I'll Smoke Your Ass Like a Shit Cigar, You Fuckers

Well this one is just a fucking masterpiece. Wilson, immersed in his days of "baby!!" drunkenness is in top form here. With the help of master director Thomps evoking brilliance from his actor, Wilson spits a spoken word piece that touches on friendly competition, provocative female fashion, the risks attached with smoking, the conflict in the Middle East, Custies, Fohawks, dartboards, the housing crisis in Madison and the ethical implications of zoos.

Also, that b pong threat will not go unpunished.

Monday, November 10, 2008

FYI dealy dans

god bless the recession

cheaper gas, and now cheap TV's here

thank jesus and george bush, mutually

Sunday, November 09, 2008

Another Great Scene (from the same average movie)

Now that you've seen both of these scenes, you don't need to see the actual movie, see?

))<>((

An amazing scene from an ok movie. All you need to see is the first five minutes, but if you've got the time the last two minutes kinda show you what the movies all about, weirdness and sadness.

Friday, November 07, 2008

But where's count chocula?



This is just insanity. I can't believe some of the all time greats have been around that long.

1990-2008 No Particular Order:






1) MacGyver
2) The Wire
3) Fresh Prince Of Bel Air
4) In The Heat Of The Night
5) TGIFridays/Perfect Strangers(You know what I'm talkin about!)

Best Television Shows No Longer Broadcast (1990-2008)

1. The Wire
2. Freaks and Geeks
3. The Sopranos
4. Homicide: Life on the Street
5. Seinfeld

Peep My Words Volume 1 - Mitz Edition

Well folks, this is an idea I've been kickin' around for a bit. I finally took the time last night to ignore the post-work call of TV and vid games long enough to get some shit accomplished.

I now present to you what could be the first of many mixes from this site (or very few if no one cares). Peep My Words Volume 1 - Mitz Edition, is a nod to fellow contributor E. Mitz and the mix I've been meaning to make him for several months now. Therefore, this mix is made with him in mind, but is sure to please those from lands near and far. Future installations from the PMW music series will have several different themes, but this here will kick this m-----fucker off. Anyone and everyone feel free to contriubute to the cause and make your own.

The tracks are pretty much all new (within a couple months) and include a BPB (Horton & August) exclusive (hot shit! exclusive! Clue! Funk Flex! DJ Whoo Kid!). Here's the download link and the tracklist:

1.) Taste of Chocolate (Intro) - Big Daddy Kane (w/ DJ Big Texas)
2.) Mr. President (You're the Man) - Brother Ali
3.) Life - BPB (Horton & August)
4.) Gangsta Boy - Jake One (ft. M.O.P.)
5.) Half A'Knot - Johnson & Jonson
6.) The Unexpected - DJ Babu (ft. MF Doom, Sean Price)
7.) Cappuccino - The Knux
8.) Got Fire - El Da Sensei & Returners (ft. Doujah Raze)
9.) Wont Trade - Q-Tip
10.) Overdose - Black Milk
11.) Jockin' My Fresh - Royce da 5'9"
12.) Under the Wing - T.H.U.G. Angelz
13.) Threats - Blue Sky Black Death & Jean Grae (ft. Chen Lo)
14.) Neighborhood - Cory Mo
15.) Fame to My Soul - Dysposable Heroes (ft. GZA, Ray Charles)
16.) Catch Me - Tame One (ft. Del)
17.) On Top of the World - T.I. (ft. Ludacris, B.o.B.)
18.) You're Better Than All the Rest - Count Bass D
19.) How Can It Be - Reks
20.) Small Town - Nappy Roots
21.) Flow Boy - Royce da 5'9" (ft. Tondalaya)

Update
: Save the .rar file and then you'll need a program to extract the files. Those who "borrow" music online may be familiar with these programs, but just in case:

Windows - WinRAR...free program and very easy to use.
Mac - UnRAR X...not a Mac man myself, but it comes suggested from those who are.

Once you have one of these programs your comp should recognize the .rar file type and extract it.

Best Shows on Television

1. Mad Men
2. The Office (Have you really given it a chance, Chris? Watch "Dinner Party" from Season 4 and tell me this isn't a great show.)
3. Battlestar Gallactica
4. Curb Your Enthusiasm
5. How I Met Your Mother

Thursday, November 06, 2008

The best show on television (?)

Sorry to burst 2wo bubbles with 1ne post... but Frontline is still the best show on (the internet) television - and you can watch nearly every episode ever for free right here.

I'd highly reccomend the most recent episode on Afghanistan, which pleasantly reminds everyone that while Obama is a step in the right direction, the list of things to work on is still very, very long.

And if anyone else would like to post their favorite shows, this could be a fun little exercise ("The Office for sure - it's just like being at work! LOL TTYL ROFLL!!!")

Lay that pipeline-election music cont.

Checking Back in with the Ron Clark Academy Choir

This is incredibly touching.

All of these things are just like the other



This was taken from this cool dude dan arnold. Also newsweek has a 7 part series about all the behind the scenes factoids and stories that their reporters weren't allowed to report until the election was over. So far its been a great read.

Day Bow Bow



This is the hands down greatest show on TV right now.

Wisconsin is Awesome (Except the Milwaukee Suburbs)

Hey, what was that about small town voters again?

Sorry, Palin.

2012: African-American vs. Africa's a Country, Right?

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

The Onion on Obama

http://www.theonion.com/content/news/nation_finally_shitty_enough_to

The First of Many...



Brother Ali - Mr. President (You're the Man)

...of these "we won" tracks and Bro Ali off to a good start. I'll post more thoughts on last night in the coming days, but I encourage folks to follow Hess's lead below and describe the scene from wherever you were when it became official. It was nuts here in Chi and I've already heard great things from folks all over the US and throughout the world. A collection of these experiences would be a great thing to be able to look back on down the road.

Bonus: a nice play-by-play recap from the Decider.com (The Onion fam)

I would do anything for the team, except i won't do THAT

I hate to break up these posts about Obama and America because there has not been many happy or proud things to write about regarding America(see: state of our nation, economy, foreign affairs, and our general fight on terror). But here's a great video on a totally different subject:

Taking Our Country Back

I hate to publish so many posts in one day, but this is a brilliant article that perfectly encapsualtes this historic moment.

http://www.salon.com/opinion/kamiya/2008/11/05/obama_victory/

"Nov. 4, 2008, will go down in history as the day that, on the highest symbolic plane, the Rev. Martin Luther King's dream that one day his children would be judged 'not by the color of their skin but by the content of their character' ceased to be a dream and became a reality."

For Those of You Who Weren't There

We were in Grant Park last night. It was incredible. I’ve never experienced anything like it, and I’m not sure I ever will again. We didn’t get close enough to see Obama’s speech, but we were able to hear it. It was an incredibly inspirational speech (see previos post). He is without a doubt the most eloquent orator I've ever heard speak.

The scene in and around the park before and after the speech was surreal. The park was packed, and all the surrounding streets were filled with people for many blocks in all directions. People were cheering and chanting, sharing hugs with their friends, and exchanging high-fives and “terrorist fist jabs” with strangers. Some people were creeping down Michigan Avenue in their cars, shouting and honking their horns in celebration.

The crowd was strikingly diverse – young and old, rich and poor, black and white – but everyone was beaming and holding their heads up high. The air was electric, and people’s renewed sense of optimism and national pride were palpable. I couldn’t help but notice that the most jubilant members of the crowd were the young black people. I really believe that Obama has forever changed what it means to be black in the United States.

Five years ago, the idea of a black President was no more than a pipe dream. I thought there was a chance it could happen in my lifetime, but I didn't imagine it could possibly happen so soon. I’ve never been so proud of our country.

Yes We Can

"This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing: Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

"At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can"

"She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons: because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

"And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America, the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

"At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

"When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

"When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

"She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that "We Shall Overcome." Yes we can.

"A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can.

"America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves: if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

"This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:

Yes we can."

America ... Fuck Yeah

"This is the fall of the Berlin Wall times ten. America is rebecoming a New World. ... On this morning, we all want to be American so we can take a bite of this dream unfolding before our eyes." -- Rama Yade, France's black junior minister for human rights.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

It's Coming....




Fantasy Drinking League Coming Soon...

Creepiest Image of the Day

Racists for Obama Part II

Northern New Jersey:

My father, a lifelong Republican, voted for his first Democrat for president this morning. He falls under the category of "racists for Obama" … his first act after voting was to call me in his worst stereotypical black voice and ask "I voted for Obama, now where do I pick up my free bucket of chicken?" Strange guy. Anyway, his reason for voting Obama was simple -- how much worse can he be than the guys I've been voting for all these years? It shocked me he voted Obama as he'd normally fall under the "McCain is good for Israel so I'm voting for McCain" crowd.


Interesting stories about the day.

If Anyone Still Has Doubts...

Hopefully we can party like its 1960

Another F.Stone joint

More west talent on display; especially notable for the Stephanie Brill appearance towards the end:

Saturday, November 01, 2008

Want to Get Away?

Last night Julie and I went to see Kings of Leon at the Aragon Ballroom (incredible show). The Aragon has a capacity of over 3000 people and only one exit, so a huge human log jam formed at the end of a concert. I was right behind Julie in the crowd as we shuffled toward the exit. The crowd started surging forward, so I reached down and gave Julie's ass a firm squeeze to let her know I was behind her. The problem was it wasn't Julie's ass. I had been looking toward the front of the crowd, so I hadn't noticed that a girl dressed up as a slutty referee had wedged herself between us. The slutty referee turned around and gave me the most scathing You Despicable Fucking Pervert glare I've ever seen. From now on I'll always be sure to look before I grope.