That's So Rave-n

Over the weekend, there was a box left on the NeighborGoodies table. . .


. . .and inside of it was a complete life...someone was obviously giving up their Raver Lifestyle in exchange for a Luxurious Life in the Hollywood Hills.

First, there's the black dress and lipstick for the lady to wear to her rave. . .

. . .because clearly you want used lipstick...especially when it's likely laced with ecstasy.

There's also this hilariously kitschy tie for your raver boyfriend to wear. . .

. . .which will look good when combined with this awesome N Sync bandanna!

And what rave would be complete without a glowstick??

This one lasts for 12 green hours! But if you don't want to half-ass your raving....then what you really need is. . .the Flash-it!


Because you need to "Start a Flashing Frenzy!!!"

I couldn't find any info on this product, other than what's on the package. It hails from London's Harrods Department Store. . .


. . .and it's Not A Toy. . .


I love that they covered up the tiny baby with the slash through it to make sure everyone knows that the Flash-it is not only not for infants, but it's not for any children at all! With Great Frenzies come Great Responsibilities, I guess.

And of course, no Rave would be complete without the fire department showing up and kicking everyone out for overcrowding:




What kind of person has all of this in one house? Those seedy raver kids, that's who! Damned kids and their....raves. Get off my lawn!

What? I'm tired. . .