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Boyfriend, SCHMOYFRIEND!
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Even Grant was there (suckling Josh's teat, no less)! This might not seem like a big deal to you, but that's because you don't know that Grant HATES going out to sweaty, smoky clubs late at night. In fact, the only time "Party Grant" ever makes an appearance is when there's a specific piece of ass he's trying to woo.
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Josh, Grant and myself with Jess and her "two friends." (Dennis Crowley said it best in a recent email: "this may be one of the best photos ever snapped with a digicam.")
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Josh, Grant, and Vin.
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...uh-oh, makeout! Maybe Grant's got some game after all?
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The post-party street-roving gang.
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Both Grant and myself worked on our...
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Teixeira, Stoddard (and me).
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So Nina (Grant's girlfriend) invited us to go to her friends' loft party in Brooklyn. After hearing our story about the last time we partied with girls from Sarah Lawrence, all eight of us piled into Brian H's van (yep, he's got a big, white, molester-van) and decided to go check out the party.
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Grant and Josh earned the friendship bracelets I made them for helping me move. These are two swell friends.
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It's just like the Abbey Road album cover (except for the, um, huge painting of the gay poet with a boner).
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We tried to pose all tough and look like movers from the 1930's. I think the only thing that happened is that Grant managed to look like an ostrich.
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Grant, Beck, Josh, Vin (you can only see his brown hands in this pic) and Dave all hold on to 32oz of domestic love.
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Hugs turned to slow dancing.
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Buttsecks!
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Josh, Nina, Grant and Vin. Note how Vin's chef costume has already disapeared at this point.