Valentine’s Day is on February 14th this year—that’s just 12 days away!—and you know what means: it’s time for the Stranger’s annual Valentine’s Day Bash. Every year we host a party for the brokenhearted, the dumped, and the bitter. People bring mementos of their failed relationships and we destroy them onstage. We burn, we sledgehammer, we shred, we urinate upon. We are looking for some new and different ways to do away with love letters, engagement rings, sex toys and other mementos. Got an idea? Some method of destruction that you’ve never seen at the Bash but always wanted to? Just a happy memory of a Bash gone by? Let us know in comments…
Get Your Bash On
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Light on fire the shavings of Terry’s mustache/beard/whatever it was!! =)
penis cake that really looks deformed and weird – sorry Sam, it just did not turn my crank – your ass however was just so fine
pass the cake out to the crowd, start food fight, many penis cakes???
Tub of bleach. Whenever there were couples who have been fighting on Judge Judy, the women always poured bleach on the men’s clothes. (that is when they weren’t cutting them up with a scissors or keying his car)
Can of hair spray fired in the path of an already-lit cigarette lighter = mini flame thrower.
I would like for us all to murder my ex-boyfriend, or at least punch him in the face over and over. Can that be arranged?
um, wow, I was going to suggest cutting up a valentine’s day card with a pic of the person on it … but you guys are way too violent for me …
I was going to suggest you get the French guy who ate bikes/airplanes and whatnot, but he died in 2007!:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michel_Loti…
But maybe there are other people who do a similar gig. Ideally, I’d like to see someone eat the Mercedes of an evil ex.
Unrelatedly, while I loved igniting hair spray as a child, it probably isn’t a good idea in a crowded club (or anywhere else, really).
Wait, wait, what?
I thought the 10th Annual And Last Valentine’s Day Smash Shit Up was, um, the last one. ‘Cause didn’t you say it was the last one right in the title?
So did you skip doing #11, and jump to #12? What about all them broken-up people who didn’t get to smash shit up?
Will the Scrable babes be there?
@7:
“He died during a sword fight with Nathan Hauk. The fight lasted about four minutes. Hauk was supposed to stab Lotito in the mouth in which he would swallow the sword. Unfortunately the sword Pierced Lotito through the jugular and he bled out on stage. It was his last performance.”
I have a shitload (and I mean a SHITLOAD) of pottery he made…I could load it in the back of the truck and head north…no, no, I couldn’t…
George Foreman grill.
“Get Your Bash On”
Um, interesting title.
Anyway, what if we’ve never dated–as in never been on a date ever in our lives?