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Must. Pimp. Disco Dance Floor! So we all know that Clint has been hard at work the last 10 months building his disco dance floor. Its an endeavor that I am proud to be associated with just a little bit.

And the mack God said, let there be light on the dance floor. And so there is. That means, BFP. Big. Fucking. Party. If you know Clint, or maybe you don’t, but would like to, and you already know me, then get a hold of me for specifics, but the basics are such.

Party, Saturday the 29th, Clint’s place. As he says on his blog, if you don’t know how to get a hold of me, then you probably aren’t invited. If you do know how to get a hold of me, then do so, and if you aren’t some strange person I’ve never met, then we’ll get it worked out.

Attire for the evening is 70s garb desired but not required. I’ll catch you on the flip-side, as disco Dave is Discoed out.