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I konw I'm late with this but I'm just posting this because I want it to be here.
So for New Years, me and my friend Carlos went to Ohio to vist our friend Kris.
Summary: First we drive to Zanesville where his parents live and meet up with him there. Play PS2 and sleep over for the night. Next day (December 31st), we drive to Cincinnati to go his house (who he shares with 3-4 other people) and we head up for a party at someone's house, whom they all know. We party hard. I decide to bring along my Robot suit and it was a hit. I drink. A lot. And it's my first time ever. I had about four cans of beers, two shots of wine, a shot of Jim Bean and two shots of Vodka. Good times. We go back to Kris' place and head over to Domino's for some late night munchies. After some collective vomitting, we go to sleep. Next day me and Carlos bid farewell and head back home.
Pics... because sometimes they speak more than words.
this is something I picked up from where I work... a Pulmonary Clinic... yep...
vrooom!!!!!!!!!!
What you don't see is Carlos' raging hard on.
Kris is too sexy for this trip.
Vodka = Robot fuel
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STATUS = INTOXICATED.
as you can see, the more drunk I got, the more my face started dissappearing (what's what dancing in a Robot suit does to you)
Kris' band practice room....
Watch out ladies!!!
The end.
So for New Years, me and my friend Carlos went to Ohio to vist our friend Kris.
Summary: First we drive to Zanesville where his parents live and meet up with him there. Play PS2 and sleep over for the night. Next day (December 31st), we drive to Cincinnati to go his house (who he shares with 3-4 other people) and we head up for a party at someone's house, whom they all know. We party hard. I decide to bring along my Robot suit and it was a hit. I drink. A lot. And it's my first time ever. I had about four cans of beers, two shots of wine, a shot of Jim Bean and two shots of Vodka. Good times. We go back to Kris' place and head over to Domino's for some late night munchies. After some collective vomitting, we go to sleep. Next day me and Carlos bid farewell and head back home.
Pics... because sometimes they speak more than words.
this is something I picked up from where I work... a Pulmonary Clinic... yep...
vrooom!!!!!!!!!!
What you don't see is Carlos' raging hard on.
Kris is too sexy for this trip.
Vodka = Robot fuel
0101000001000001010100100101010001011001001000000100100001000001010100100100010000100001
STATUS = INTOXICATED.
as you can see, the more drunk I got, the more my face started dissappearing (what's what dancing in a Robot suit does to you)
Kris' band practice room....
Watch out ladies!!!
The end.