big city nights: elliott brood at zaphod beeblebrox and marroush at marroush international shawarma

open your mouth nice and wide, and this man will ram a shawarma into your face.

bunny and i made our way to the elliott brood show at zaphod beeblebrox on wednesday. fun, fun, fun. managed to get a little crew of about eight or ten b-listers out with. unlike the gong show that was the buttless chaps show at barrymore's, we actually *enjoyed and remembered* the show. and it was fucking great. really fun and energetic, and the crowd was really into it instead of pretending to be too cool to care, which seems to happen alot in ottawa. bunny and i noted that it may have been one of the best shows we've seen since landing in o-hole.

the real star of the night however, was marroush, of marroush international shawarma on elgin street... talk about a fucking gong show. drunk as skunks, bunny, k-bag, j-lo and i went in search of shawarma (as i was lo! a shawarma virgine), and managed to find the last remaining open shawarma stand in centretown -- marroush international shawarma. we walk in only to be charmed by a very drunk and very flamboyant marroush, who proceeded to play his marroush song and dance around the restaurant, at one point wriggling ang gyrating on the counter. it was pretty fucking rich. then, when it was time for us to get our shawarma's, he pulled us in nice and close, kissed us on the cheek, instructed us to open wide, then RAMMED THE SHAWARMA INTO OUR MOUTHS.

i think i'm going to laugh for a month.