Grant flirting with my future wife, Natalie (psst...Natalie, I want to make babies with you. If you're not interested in that maybe we could just practice making them. Email if you ever see this.) Bonus points to Jim for continuing to make the "get of load of this fugging guy" face. Hahaha.
"Look. I hope you won't take this as any sort of 'line,' but there literally is a party in my pants, and you actually are invited. I know how it sounds . . . "
Before I get going on these next few photos let me pre-emptively, in Grant's defense, point out that these pictures all look super-bright because of my camera's flash - in actuality, the club was very dimly lit, which is probably why Grant didn't realize that the "superhot black chick" (his words) he was trying to chat up was actually...
The party in Brooklyn was winding down and some friend's of Monica's were in town from Miami DJing at a club in Chinatown. So we hopped a cab, got to the club at around 2:30, and ended up dancing until morning when they kicked us out at like 10:30am. Happy New Year!
This is the 2nd best pic of the night. Vin & Josh blow up Grant's spot ("Who does that guy think he is back there?") as he tries to kick it to Amanda in the background. HAHAHA!
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