January 27, 2002

Megans 25th Birthday

Vin received an invitation to attend his "friend" Megan's 25th birthday party. Megan? Megan who? Exactly! Megan was a girl who Vin had only hung out with once when they worked together at Pearl Paint one day. He had smooched her once in the past, but hadn't spoken to her in well-over two month...so when he told us that he'd been invited to her birthday, we explained to him that the unexpected birthday invitation could only mean one thing: he was being summoned to be Megan's Birthday Make-Out Booty Call! The big night came and Josh and I tagged along for moral support (oh, and so I could take pictures)...

josh, me, megan pritchard — Megan, Josh and me (making creepy faces in the background).

megan pritchard, vin — At this point in the night, Vin's still unsure whether or not Megan invited him only as a piece of birthday-ass (although he should've known better...she's wearing thigh-highs for Christ's sake!).

josh — ...and the next thing you know...

vin — ...potential **Birthday Make-Out Sesh** is suddenly confirmed in a bold, leg-extending move my Megan. Vin can only cover his mouth, blush, and giggle like the little schoolgirl-bitch he is. (Hehe. Bless his heart, that's the look of a man who has just realized that he's been chosen to provide Bday nookie.)

Rebecca and her *ahem* fiance, Alex. (Can you believe it? *That* guy? Jesus.) Anyway, later on in the evening, Megan got really naughty (okay, drunk) and encouraged us to take all sorts of dirty, under-the-table, pictures of her panties...which I can't post because this guy got all creepy and kept asking me about them. Ew.

Playing with ambient light capture & delayed flash...

josh, megan pritchard, vin — Here's right where aforementioned panty photos should go. Damn you, Alex, you panty-obsessed pervert. Damn you.