Holy shit.
Nov. 14th, 2006 11:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I have so many pix.

If you weren't here, you suck.
Jen

Her husband,
Anthony

Eric at the cheese table.

Jared waiting for the beer pong to begin.

Maureen, undoubtedly explaining some sort of wine or cheese.

Dave. No El Jay.

Ammre in the comfie chair.

Beer pong congregation.

Anthony's idea of socializing. Hehehehe

Tia!!!

The Tango
Maureen. If you don't get the reference, don't ask.

I'm drunk. It's HUGGIN time.


Kiiim!

Bill!!!

Maureen is impressed in the fear I put into
Bill about his nipples. I have nipple radar.

"See, look last week she BIT me! I don't bruise! It's purple and yellow, dammit!!!"

Uhhuh. I'm just mindin' my own.

*impressed stare*

Lenice! Janete's sister! Half of our homeowners.

Samm!!!

Jason hugging
Maureen

We're playing what?

Ghetto beer pong? What? These aren't regulation picnic tables!

Lenice &
Janete

"MY GAME!!!!"

"It's fucking COLD"

The set up and play.




*lurve*

Jason is amused.


"DO YOU KNOW HOW BRIGHT THAT SHIT IS!?!?!?"

See.
Maureen is showing us how wenches hold their cider.

And teh
Minxie is showing us how Cali girls drink it back.

FUEGO!!
Ammre and
Samm entertained AND the neighbors with fire hoopin'.











"This shit is slammin. I love my friends."





"NIKKI!! GIT THE NIPPLE!"
"nOOOooOOO!!!"

"I don't drink unless it's for competition."

How effin cute.
Bill &
Ammre

HOLY SHIT DAVE IS SMILING!!

Minxie is pleased.

I am unsober.

Kitchen shots. Literally. Shots in the kitchen. And CarBombs.










DELICIOUS!!

"I am NOT drinking that."

*lurve*

*gasp*

"I am full of the sass."

Crüxshadows, represent! BOOYAH!

"I am teh sleepie
Samm."

"BYEEE!!"

Whispers...

*grins*

*trashed*

"There's that camera again!"

Bread.

Cheese.

"Camera? What camera?"

Yes.
Squish is drinking.

So cute.

LENIIICE!

I FUCKING LOVE SCENE IT!

"HEY! I WAS RIGHT!!"

"uhhuh."

"It's all good."

*chat*

Game faces, yo.

Samm &
Jared

The bookshelf.

Best friend lurve.

Yes. I bit
Eric.

Passed.The.Fuck.Out. Shoes *were* off. House rule and all.

Sunday. Later in life. I'm tired for REAL this time.

If you weren't here, you suck.


Her husband,








Dave. No El Jay.



Beer pong congregation.





The Tango


I'm drunk. It's HUGGIN time.









"See, look last week she BIT me! I don't bruise! It's purple and yellow, dammit!!!"

Uhhuh. I'm just mindin' my own.

*impressed stare*

Lenice! Janete's sister! Half of our homeowners.






We're playing what?

Ghetto beer pong? What? These aren't regulation picnic tables!

Lenice &


"MY GAME!!!!"

"It's fucking COLD"

The set up and play.




*lurve*




"DO YOU KNOW HOW BRIGHT THAT SHIT IS!?!?!?"

See.


And teh


FUEGO!!













"This shit is slammin. I love my friends."





"NIKKI!! GIT THE NIPPLE!"
"nOOOooOOO!!!"

"I don't drink unless it's for competition."

How effin cute.



HOLY SHIT DAVE IS SMILING!!



I am unsober.

Kitchen shots. Literally. Shots in the kitchen. And CarBombs.










DELICIOUS!!

"I am NOT drinking that."

*lurve*

*gasp*

"I am full of the sass."

Crüxshadows, represent! BOOYAH!

"I am teh sleepie


"BYEEE!!"

Whispers...

*grins*

*trashed*

"There's that camera again!"

Bread.

Cheese.

"Camera? What camera?"

Yes.


So cute.

LENIIICE!

I FUCKING LOVE SCENE IT!

"HEY! I WAS RIGHT!!"

"uhhuh."

"It's all good."

*chat*

Game faces, yo.




The bookshelf.

Best friend lurve.

Yes. I bit


Passed.The.Fuck.Out. Shoes *were* off. House rule and all.

Sunday. Later in life. I'm tired for REAL this time.