so this weekend?
a tribute to john byrne: courtesy of christopher larca, hilary hughes, and The Irish Emigrant
for some reason, ryan and i were really perturbed by the fact that someone played coldplay songs all night on the jukebox.
a few drinks later we were still really mad about the coldplay.
manwhores.
SWEET TEA. chris is really proud of this bargain buy.
SWEET TEA.
SWEET TEA! as jules and i are almost felt up by the drunky monkey.
MOTHERFUCKING SWEET TEA!
jules likes snacks.
we're attractive. well melissa and jules really are though.
attempting to get a picture of the "brandy makes you randy" wall in the girls bathroom at the malthouse.
chris did a dramatic reading of this story.
jager = bad.
see no hear no speak no DRUNK
oh, larzface.
story of his life?
reaction when waking up after night of debauchery:
and then i went to queens to see these weirdos:
le steve.
leo didn't break anything. not.
and i have no idea how to explain this but its the laferrieres so i wont even try.