So begins a new and beautiful chapter: The reunion of the wives!
It all began over coffee as we, Wade and I that is, discussed where to fly for the weekend. We both promptly decided New York to turn it into a clothes shopping weekend. But until then we needed something to satisfy our need to celebrate! We both looked to the sky in a heavy stare of thought. "I have vodka and tequila!" I said to Wade. Wade simply looked back to me and smiled, so was born Get Drunk on a Wednesday Day! The first being the ultimate celebration.
So the five of us able to make this joyous occasion: Wade, Armando, Janine, Evan and myself, gathered at my place ready to drink the night away! Why don't you take a look at these conveniently taken pictures that say it all:
Here all of us, minus wade ( who is manning the camera ) pose as if we are having fun and enjoying a natural night of drinking, when little does anyone know we just gathered to take pictures. Note the color of our shirts are analogous colors, coincidence, or more...?!
Here Wade, Evan and I pose for what seems to be an innocent little picture... Little does evan know...
... that our intentions were far from normal.
Here you see what happens when you run out of alcohol.. Or when the camera holder/picture taker isn't respected
Yet another picture with me and evan in it, uh oh wade, looks like you have competition as my new camera whore partner!
Well, as the night came to an end, and as we realized we're just too drunk to continue drinking, we thought to ourselfs: Have we really accomplished anything tonight by shoveling miles of alcohol down our throats, making out i mean dancing with random people, drinking more, speaking inaudable, non-english/non-human words, drinking again, laughing, being goofy and so much more? Have we done anything productive in the hours of bonding and sharing, besides submit to a way of life to break society's little perspective and dreams for us? Ofcourse we fuckin have! We painted the town, took the cake, ran the mile, danced the last yard! We are an army of 5!
Well, i'm Dunzo, enjoy this picture of a little kitty:
So the five of us able to make this joyous occasion: Wade, Armando, Janine, Evan and myself, gathered at my place ready to drink the night away! Why don't you take a look at these conveniently taken pictures that say it all:
Here all of us, minus wade ( who is manning the camera ) pose as if we are having fun and enjoying a natural night of drinking, when little does anyone know we just gathered to take pictures. Note the color of our shirts are analogous colors, coincidence, or more...?!
Here Wade, Evan and I pose for what seems to be an innocent little picture... Little does evan know...
... that our intentions were far from normal.
Here you see what happens when you run out of alcohol.. Or when the camera holder/picture taker isn't respected
Yet another picture with me and evan in it, uh oh wade, looks like you have competition as my new camera whore partner!
Well, as the night came to an end, and as we realized we're just too drunk to continue drinking, we thought to ourselfs: Have we really accomplished anything tonight by shoveling miles of alcohol down our throats, making out i mean dancing with random people, drinking more, speaking inaudable, non-english/non-human words, drinking again, laughing, being goofy and so much more? Have we done anything productive in the hours of bonding and sharing, besides submit to a way of life to break society's little perspective and dreams for us? Ofcourse we fuckin have! We painted the town, took the cake, ran the mile, danced the last yard! We are an army of 5!
Well, i'm Dunzo, enjoy this picture of a little kitty: