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Monday, January 3, 2011

Den of Depravity


Yep, It's possible that I (Skoot) am finally appearing in type on the much coveted blog site, If We Rate It, She Will COME!

An adventure kicked off over 6 months ago, back when we even wore jumpers in Newcastle (die Winter die!), and has encompassed much cavorting and many shenanigans in the far flung corners, seedy pubs, clubs, and occasional farmers markets, of the world.

Basically, I haven't provided a rating to date cause I'm kind of lazy when it comes to venues. Don't get me wrong, I love going out, but hey, in the extreme light and shade of my nature I'm generally either disappointed, and therefore on to the next quest for entertainment, or a fucking great time was had by all and that requires me to spend a fair proportion of the next day/week/year in bed recovering (or not).

Anyway, I'm already getting slightly bored with writing this so I'll get on with it:

  • Establishment: The Den of Depravity (the Den).
  • Date: 25th December 2010.
  • Time: 5pm-sometime the next morning...
  • Drunkenness: Well, I hit up a whole 1.25ltrs of coke zero, and everyone else was drinking something, but I forgot to pay attention to how much...
  • Density: Panic Attack (to qualify there were only a small number of women there but they were all hot, and all into sexing grrrls).
  • Quality: definitely Cuntstruck.
  • Types: self confessed nerds, subourbanites, fangbangers, foodies, skaters, tats n pierced, writers, to name a few labels.
  • Engagement: oooh yeah...
  • Food/Drink: the bestest dinner, and breakfast ever!
  • Service: with a smile.
  • Toilet: Shagworthy, and from previous experience I know that three women fit in the shower at the same time quite comfortably.
  • Score: OK, what goes on in the den of depravity stays in the den of depravity, if you insist on knowing more, email your number (and a picture of yourself) to ilygsmbwsn@gmail.com and we may get back to you.

What can I say about the Den? The fact this is a private venue (invite only) affords it hedonistic overtones, a made to order menu of events, happenings, and hanging outs, and a patronage of fine dining/diners. It has quickly become one of my favourite places to be in the 'berra.

What made December the 25th at the Den particularly memorable for this skooter was the long standing tradition of 'birthday celebration' events. Now I'm not Jesus, but given the close proximity of my birthday to the annual feast of turkey, the other patrons in attendance took it upon themselves to lavish me with *** this section has been removed by the editor due to the explicit nature of the content ***