Fuck. The bartenders are leaving with the booze.
No greater injustice has ever been suffered in the history of humanity.
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: San Francisco, May 19-21, 2006! Everything else, go here! Swag!
Fuck. The bartenders are leaving with the booze.
No greater injustice has ever been suffered in the history of humanity.
I am home, unimpaired by booze, but a little light-headed from lack of sleep and laughing. (Not lack of laughing.)
No greater injustice has ever been suffered in the history of humanity.
Too bad you're in a dry state. No wait, you're in the one city in America where the MADD chapter had to close and drinking in the street is encouraged. Tom, you're about 60 feet from your next drink should you so choose to exercise that impulse.
You can't tell me there isn't a back up stash in someone's room. Someone always has the party room. If you tell me there's no party room, I disown you all.
Boobs!
Baby!
More boobs!
More baby!
BOOBS AND BABY OMG.
Today's F2F is brought to you by the letter "B".
Alas, it was not I that sufferd the boobular containment problem. There has been another since the first posted.
There has been another since the first posted.
Was it Debet? She looked like she was poised to sproing.
She was the second.
And the third.
Prom photos (until my camera battery died): [link]
That series of photos left me wondering if you guys are doing lines of blow off the mirrors in the center.