the Hotel hallway
Hmmm,…let me contemplate the return of the Midnight Fisting, this Friday.

Hmmm,…let me contemplate the return of the Midnight Fisting, this Friday.

Michael Hutchence waves you into FistFace Friday, from the ghost wing.

Michael Hutchence waves you into FistFace Friday, from the ghost wing.

Hookers and weed. He might not ever make it to the stage at all tonight. Fuck.
Back-up singers?…wait. What?!?

Hookers and weed. He might not ever make it to the stage at all tonight. Fuck.

Back-up singers?…wait. What?!?

Where’s your other fist, son?

Where’s your other fist, son?

What?

What?