Back at our place, the ladies decided to get crafty and make things out of those little plastic beads that you iron. Meredith made an adorable little mouse on a yellow square and Lisa made...
The ladies sat down and I was like "Ok, everyone show off your tits!" Sarah and Leigh didn't fall for it! (I love how Leigh is laughing and Sarah is predicting that both Jenne and Leigh would fall for it).
Take two! Right after I took this photo, I showed Jenne and she was like "WHAT? That's terrible!" At first I thought she was talking about being the only one falling for the ol' "show off yer tits" trick, but she told me "I don't care about that - I care about the fact that the shadow from my shirt where my thighs come together make it look like I have a HIGH WIDE THIGH-VAGINE!" Which we decided can also be called "a low-pussy."
Wish! (PS - If you look at Sarah's dress you'll notice that I must've accidentally used Cat's wish. Sorry about that, Sar.) (PPS - I love the fact that she's blowing out two haphazardly-placed votive candles Hahah.)
OMFG. I'm writing this entry after a totally crummy day at work and this photo just instantly made me able to forget my bad day. Hahah. Check out LURKER totally getting his half-hearted party on with the ladies.
A couple minutes later we're up six people (seven if you count THE LURKER in the corner). Check out Jenny Penny popping out a, uhhh, valentine for Marisa. (And is that Paul Hanley in the hoodie?)
I'm no statistician, but I'm going to go out on a limb and hypothesize that there is most definitely a positive correlation between drinking straight from the bottle and NAKED TITS!
Ta-da! It's hard to tell from this photo but it's a picture of an Atari 2600 joystick with a banner underneath it that says "OLD SCHOOL." (It also says something underneath in binary: 0011010000110010. Which if you convert to ASCII is "42." Maybe a Hitchhiker's Reference?)
And here's Jenny showing off one of her gifts: a bartender's guide that had pictures of topless, oiled sluts cupping their boobies on every page! (Clearly given to Jenny by someone who knows her well!). Happy Birthday, Jenny!
Yep, that about sums it up. (PS - Check out the awesome new nipple-censoring technology I'm employing! Broken hearts! Pretty sweet, right? I hardly even use Photoshop anymore - all about Picnik.com's API these days).
...to the NEXT LEVEL! Man, how awesome is this photo? I didn't even pretend that I was taking a photo of something else. I pretty much just walked over, fired off my flash directly on to them in a dark bar, and was rewarded by this lil' gem of a photo that features an under-the-shirt nipple-pinch and a gentle over-the-Umbros boner-caress! (PS - Is that Heath Ledger?)
And then I set my camera all the way across the tent and used the timer to take this awesome Hustler Magazine inspired photo that I call "The West's Corruption of the East."
I tried to take a photo of Meredith dancing but she jumped right as my flash went off and instead I ended up with this awesome shot of Mer's airborne boobies. Yes!
In the end, Team NoJenny won! (Meredith decided to represent for Jenny by popping out her knockers!). After Cranium, we all hung out for a while and then someone noticed that Meredith had disappeared. When Meredith disappears from a party, it's usually because...
...and a third TV in the second bedroom. A realization that caused Mer to bust both boobies out! (The best part is, we didn't even end up turning any of them on. We were just excited by how extravagant the place was.)
Knowing these two, I guarantee you that Carol's pretending that she's not sure who has bigger boobs and needs to touch Missy's in order to settle things once and for all. And speaking of huge boobs...
Around 4:30am, the bar was closed and we were all hanging around waiting for Sarah and Karen to pack up their gear, things started getting frisky. It started out with some MilliVanilli-style boobie-bumpin' going on between Leigh and Gurj.
Then later, when Leigh followed up with a surprise "got yer tit" attack, it became clear that boobies were going to be the next "big thing" of the night.