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9.12.2007

Take One Down, Pass It Around...



So, last night we were just rowing along...

help, help us rhonda. what happened next? tell us for a chance to win a f&j shirt and a bottle of 2-buck chuck. fo sho.


*j

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

...and I woke up with my hand in a Bugles bag with all these messages in a bottle surrounding me...

Howard said...

...and we said fuck it and began to drink 100 bottles of wine. We blacked out somewhere near the 50th and woke up in a fireplace...weird, huh?

Anonymous said...

If Howie wins this I am pissed and like GAry would yell at the top of his lungs RIGGGGGGGGED!!!!!

...and the dog farted which turned into a crazy boofer drinking game which turned into me peeing my panties which turned into a pee and aim drinking game which turned into complete and total ANARCHY!!!

-hls

judithe & francine said...

So far, Haley's the crazy ass winner... Who's going to challenge a farting game in which piss is heavily involved? Come on, come on...

judithe & francine said...

I am so happy Haley is back. I was wondering where that wandering lass had sassed off to.

What happened in this photo was one dark night last January we conjured up a motley crue of friends and puppies for a rowdy game of 'Clue'. One thing led to the next and before long we had built a boat out of the cardboard box, robbed a liquor store, and woke up the next day not knowing if it was in fact Colonel Mustard in the library with a rope or Wadsworth in the Dining room with a candlestick.
And we never found out.