Someother Lameass Birthday
So Sascha had a birthday too. Someday we'll be adults and have a party together, and it'll be a fullout dance assult.
Some of these pictures are stolen. Too bad. Alexis took half of these pictures too, so I'm sorry about the hand fixation. All, and I mean ALL, of my girlfriends are hot.
Brian and I made this. Guess who did which half...
Again, Alexis decorated. This theme was cool as shit cats and dogs. Nice animal husbandry.
While Alexis, Sascha, and Brian were at Wal-Mart buying the party supplies, I did my hair. It was pretty fierce. My hairspray is still at Matt's. Try to imagine it from these.
Brie said she'd help me do a beehive sometime.
At some point in time Sascha got some gifts. We already got her a phone.
What Sascha really wants though is a wedding ring.
Those are from Alexis' wedding. She married this guy. Brian was jealous of my bouffant, so we gave him the ol' hairspray/pomade treatment.
As you can tell, the party was sponsered by Minnesota's Brew.
Isn't Sascha hot? More of her.
I think Sascha likes this boy named Matt.
There were three big events of the night.
1. Heckling
We sat in the window and hollered at hussies and douchebags about their fashion. There aren't really any good pictures of that. However there are some creepy pictures of me on Matt's bed. I call the first one "Young French Prostitute" and the second "Prelude to a Gangbang".
2. A Cake
Yum. I love cake.
I don't know about this part. Sascha and I are just attention needing whores. But no worries, we're not exclusive.
Do you see the height on my hair?
YUM!
3. Dancing, Fuck Yes.
Then we danced and danced and danced to the same 5 songs. "We want pre-nups", and then some.
Thanks for feeling me up, Brian.
Alexis doesn't really care. She doesn't really dance.
Alan did the tunes.
Mutt and Jeff dance.
Take a bow girls.
What a great photo idea!
No, I will not make out with you, Steve.
Fuck, Simone is funny.
Sascha wanted me to make out with this guy because "he's a great writer."
Jenny and I are hams.
I think this picture reeks of Paris Hilton nonchalant self obsession.
Had I known, I would have switched popsicles with Jenny so they would have all matches our shirts. I REALLY wanted grape though. Too bad those popsicles were over a year old and all tasted bad.
I guess that's it. Did you see where I host my photos now? At Alexis and Brian's wedding site. My address is judieand.alexisandbrian.com. Well, I think it's funny at least.
Some of these pictures are stolen. Too bad. Alexis took half of these pictures too, so I'm sorry about the hand fixation. All, and I mean ALL, of my girlfriends are hot.
Brian and I made this. Guess who did which half...
Again, Alexis decorated. This theme was cool as shit cats and dogs. Nice animal husbandry.
While Alexis, Sascha, and Brian were at Wal-Mart buying the party supplies, I did my hair. It was pretty fierce. My hairspray is still at Matt's. Try to imagine it from these.
Brie said she'd help me do a beehive sometime.
At some point in time Sascha got some gifts. We already got her a phone.
What Sascha really wants though is a wedding ring.
Those are from Alexis' wedding. She married this guy. Brian was jealous of my bouffant, so we gave him the ol' hairspray/pomade treatment.
As you can tell, the party was sponsered by Minnesota's Brew.
Isn't Sascha hot? More of her.
I think Sascha likes this boy named Matt.
There were three big events of the night.
1. Heckling
We sat in the window and hollered at hussies and douchebags about their fashion. There aren't really any good pictures of that. However there are some creepy pictures of me on Matt's bed. I call the first one "Young French Prostitute" and the second "Prelude to a Gangbang".
2. A Cake
Yum. I love cake.
I don't know about this part. Sascha and I are just attention needing whores. But no worries, we're not exclusive.
Do you see the height on my hair?
YUM!
3. Dancing, Fuck Yes.
Then we danced and danced and danced to the same 5 songs. "We want pre-nups", and then some.
Thanks for feeling me up, Brian.
Alexis doesn't really care. She doesn't really dance.
Alan did the tunes.
Mutt and Jeff dance.
Take a bow girls.
What a great photo idea!
No, I will not make out with you, Steve.
Fuck, Simone is funny.
Sascha wanted me to make out with this guy because "he's a great writer."
Jenny and I are hams.
I think this picture reeks of Paris Hilton nonchalant self obsession.
Had I known, I would have switched popsicles with Jenny so they would have all matches our shirts. I REALLY wanted grape though. Too bad those popsicles were over a year old and all tasted bad.
I guess that's it. Did you see where I host my photos now? At Alexis and Brian's wedding site. My address is judieand.alexisandbrian.com. Well, I think it's funny at least.