Brad Walsh

Weekend Recap: Rhyming Couplets Edition

More of my shots from this weekend are here,
Remind me to never chase vodka with beer.

Tom is a model, both runway and print;
Shruti’s again on a mocku-film stint.

Kathy was drinking but not up to par;
Danny and I showed her up at the bar.

Geneva’s a “Meet Your New Crush” from last week,
And Faran and Quinn are quite cute cheek to cheek.

Several times now on Gawker they’ve called her Bai Ling,
But I’m willing to bet that Akiko can sing.

Janelle has a secret, it’s quite plain to see,
Her secret’s the reason she’s smiling for me.

If MisShapes was flooded and teeming with sharks,
The blue would be calmed by one Miss Leigh Lezark.

Jackson may bring screaming fangirls to tears,
But Brian won’t blog about it for two years.

Spray painting stars may be good for a laugh,
But Joshua’s star is a Jew thing, no gaffe.

This guy most certainly does have a name,
But I have forgotten it, does that make me lame?

Drunk girls were hanging out Anna’s windows,
Yelling at strangers like chain smoking crows.

Sarah’s so pale some may think she’s undead;
Do notice she’s grasping poor dear Anna’s head.

Gay rap groups are tiring and often too yell-y,
But genuine talent lies within Butch & Bellie.

I’d like to feed carrots and celery sticks
To perma-surprised socials Adam and Nick.

Romina and Morgan took turns in the swing,
We’re lucky that nobody broke the damn thing.

At Rubulad Anna was smiling a lot,
Perhaps due to tables of brownies with pot.