A Comic Book Perspective on a Comical Evening
"James, you aren't really going to make me sing are you?"
"Come'on. It will be fun. Plus, you're wasted. You won't even remember this tomorrow!"
We went Walkin' . . . After Midnight
Whoops, forgot the words! Thank goodness for the screen!
Someone has one beer too many. And no swinging the mircophone allowed!
When I think about me. . . I touch you?
Labels: Silliness
2 Comments:
I dunno which is worse: the event itself, the photoshop embelishment, or the chocolate fountain that's still asking so quietly and politely to be disassembled and cleaned. Thank God this only comes once a year.
It's not photoshop embelishment, it's Kodak Easyshare. Just think of yourself like Hiro. Without the Nissan Versa.
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