That's right all...
we all read the reviews...
we get all the music...
we been to all the parties...and
we hear about everyone else..
from around the world...
now I am asking...who here has the best party story to tell, ever??

yellow1

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umm. by party what do u mean. like trance and house parties or like any party in general?

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House my date, Trance kidnapped me and raped me. I loved every minute of it.

I dunno if its the best story ever, but a highlight of my clubbing career had to be being on Joy Kitikonti's guest list for Godskitchen Global Gathering 2002. I entered thru the VIP DJ area, was mingling with the likes of Picotto, John Kelly, Scot Project, & DuMonde hours b4 Joy's very delayed flight ever arrived. Then getting to be on stage during his set and wave to all my friends, just as Johan Gielen was getting off stage and getting a hug and kiss from him, having remembered me from WMC that year.

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wicked...thats the stuff I am asking about...

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i used to work in clubs as a bouncer. and lets just say i have alot of nice experiences in the back ice room with some females lol

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House my date, Trance kidnapped me and raped me. I loved every minute of it.

OK, Nat's story kicked ass. Damn... Johan...

Im sure Dannyboy has some great ones too though! Dan ALWAYS has good stories! And his are freakin' HILARIOUS!!

Jem

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After the best party of my life a Hullaballo party 2002 at the docks... met all my favourite local Toronto DJ's

Drove home via the 401 West... Stopped at the McDonalds for a nap...

woke up to see a tank driving into the parking lot... no word of a lie... on top of the tank was a man in a white ski mask...

My friend Chad started to scream "Terroists are gonna blow up McDonalds"

Paralyzed from fear of what the hell this was, I didn't moved, just stared...

The tank parked... the man in the white ski mask dismounted...and the latch opened. Another man jumped out and they both casually walked into McDonalds...

I freaked out and left of course, but it tells for a good story.

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Being on Sasha's guestlist in June when he played with Lawler. Not that big of a deal, but it was funny watching that bitch in g-list turn into a whimpering little girl right after telling me off because I spit in the "VIP line". Back then I was supposed to have VIP backstage passes too, but to my surprise it was only free entry. Normally I'd bitch but since that was one of the best parties of my life (if not THE best) then I'll let it slide.

Last edited by infinity HiGH on Jan-05-2006 at 20:45

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Originally posted by infinity HiGH Being on Sasha's guestlist in June when he played with Lawler. Not that big of a deal, but it was funny watching that bitch in g-list turn into a whimpering little girl right after telling me off because I spit in the "VIP line". Back then I was supposed to have VIP backstage passes too, but to my surprise it was only free entry. Normally I'd bitch but since that was one of the best parties of my life (if not THE best) then I'll let it slide.

Dude your Zabiela story in London is a great one!

Way too many to tell.

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Originally posted by Time2Burn Dude your Zabiela story in London is a great one!

i love the fact that im part of that story even tho i was thousands of miles away

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Originally posted by El Kay Dee i love the fact that im part of that story even tho i was thousands of miles away

Ok...here's the Zabiela story:

So I head over to London, England in June this year for the weekend; and since Zabiela was playing at The Cross that Saturday, the plan was to go check him out. It was his Utilities release party too, so I was really looking forward to it. We head over to the club around 11:30pm, sober as hell and 30 minutes before they stop selling alcohol anywhere in the city outside of night clubs. We stand in line for not even 15 minutes, come up to the lady at the door and to our surprise, she's not going to let us in because, and I quote, "We're not dressed smart enough". "WTF??" I think to myself and ask her to define "smart" for me, to which she snaps back "figure out yourself."

I walk away from the line, join my buddy Perry (maxstradamus on TA, and joanna aka jojo_k) and we're all pissed as hell. Mine and Perry's weekend in London is pretty much ruined. It's already past midnight, so getting hammered back at the hotel room isn't even an option. All that was left was head back to King Cross station, hit our hotel room and go to sleep. On our way back to the station, I decide to drop James an SMS saying that unfortunately I won't be able to come say hi cause the kind people at the door won't let us in. Just as we reach the station, my phone rings. Who's calling? Mr. Zabiela himself. He tells me to head back to the club and meet him by the entrance, where we'll walk in with him (OMFG!).

So we run back, meeet him halfway there, and continue walking to the club and chitchatting a bit. Once we reach the entrance, we go back to the same entrance where they originally turned us away. The 2 bouncers immediatelly recognize us and go to eachother "hey, aren't those the guys from before?" to which the promotor who's with James says "Sorry mate, they're with the DJ!" As we're walking in, I give that kind lady that told me to go figure out what "smart" meant a nice, "guess I figured it out"-look, and proceed to walk in