Cathoooooouse… celebrating all things Nintendo.
Given that I rip apart Gameboys and make them do stupid musical things, I’m gutted we didn’t get a chiptune DJ in for the back bar. Not entirely sure the clientele would have appreciated that mind you.
There’s a few photos of me here, but that’s okay; it’s my blog.
Let’s face it, who doesn’t like young girls dressed as pokemon?
… ah yes.
Men dressed as Team Rocket.
and eh… ah.
That girl stole my balloon.
Heather.
I love Laura. If I had money I’d just have her tattoo me all day.
Only one more weekend till I’m off the Cathouse for a whole month.
Wut.