Team Party Crash: Rated X

Blackface Jesus ain't never gonna let you down.

It's become a Saturday tradition of which the meek shall never speak: every Saturday at East Village bar Scenic, promoters Michael T and Theo throw a Rated X party, where free admission is granted to those who arrive without pants. Come 2 AM, it's time for the Hot Body contest, providing the perfect opportunity for (perhaps pseudo) same-sex action. Where's there depravity, there's Gawker staff photog Nikola Tamindzic. After the jump, Nikola's soft-core interpretations and some quality time with our favorite downtown character, Blackface Jesus.

[Nikola's full, NSFW gallery from the event available here.]

Mastermind Michael T, who accepts blame for the sticky floors.

The intimacy of love is best kept private and covered in spittle.

"SIGMA PHI EPSILON, BIIIITCH!"

Things started to pick up once Susie suggested a game of Girl Talk.

This is Astro. Astro puts the lotion in the basket.

Too Misshapes for Misshapes.

One of these creepy old men is not like the others.

Dance like no one's watching, or like you're having a seizure.

Memory, all alone in the moonlight... I can smile at the old days, I was beautiful then...

They were just 10 minutes too late for the Victoria's Secret show.

BREAKING: Michael T touches female species! MUST CREDIT GAWKER!

Blackface Jesus performs his ritual mating dance.

Later, these sweet youngsters will win the evening's top prize.

You know what to do with that quarter.

He trained in the 90's with Shakira.

She thought she was going to McSorley's.

Loving Blackface Jesus the only way he knows how.