Liz and Amber with some nachos. I titled this picture "Ho's, 'chos and Bingos"
Bingo, the very word stirs powerful images of old women obsessing over sheets of color marked paper in smoke filled rooms, but there is so much more to it than that my friends, like...uhm...well shit, ok, that's pretty much ALL there is to it, but there are nachos.
So why the hell would someone like me go play Bingo? Well it started about 10 years ago when a goth chick from Baltimore dragged me out to a Bingo night. I didn't really want to go, but then again, a female goth invited me and at 19, I would have probably eaten balls of lint if she had invited me to.
Well, I am there about 5 minutes, dabbing the little pieces of paper with the blotter going-
"This is gay, this is gay, this is getting no less gay by the minute, this is...holy shit! I am only 5 spaces away from winning! This kinda rocks!"
So there you have it. I encourage you to take YOUR friends to Bingo. A word of warning, don't tell them you are going to Bingo ahead of time because they won't show up, also, don't tell them until the car is going a sufficient speed to make leaping from the car and onto the pavement an unacceptable escape option, they may still try it though. I suggest you tell them you're going to a Bauhaus reunion show or some such crap. Bauhaus sucks by the way, but I seem to be the only one who thinks so.
That being said...
Liz and Amber with some nachos. I titled this picture "Ho's, 'chos and
Bingos"
Amber and I
A picture like this truly captures the riptide of excitement that is gothic
bingo. This is probably why we end up fighting with our bingo dabbers and nearly
get kicked out every time.
Audra. Take note of her forehead where I nailed her but good.
No one can defend against my Dancing Bingo Crane style!
Chris and Audra
Dragan
We're here to deliver the sexy ladies, where do you want it?
Everyone in this picture just got sodomized.
Our hands afterwards
Dragan after getting Binowned by me.
Jason and Katie
A random JPEG I made about Audra
Chicago Mike!
Old bingo pictures from 2005 below...
Amber, warming up.
Be sure to bring hot chicks with you, trust me, there won't be any when you get there, so you need to bring your own.
This is your God in Bingo. You can also use it to bug your girlfriend by attempting to paint her tittays. Good clean family fun.
A lot of the old ladies have little Bingo trinkets and idols and luck charms they bring with them for good luck, I usually just swear under my breath a lot.
The action intensifies!
Graaaaaaaargh! YOU ARE NOT A WINNER!!!
"WHY!? WHY!? WHY!?"
Cho's.
Hot steamy action at the Bingo hall.
It's like you can almost reach out and taste that rancid pickle isn't it?
Used up bingo sheets, each one a portrait of bingo failure
These lovely ladies were playing exactly one metric assload of cards. I don't know how the hell they do it, I have a hard enough time keeping track of mine.