Okay, in fairness to Tim I'm including this picture of his ass-stitches. Earlier in the week, he'd had a cyst removed from his tailbone and he was popping Vicadin prescribed to him for the pain. Vicadin and 15 drinks = Vomit. (by the way, look at those ghetto-ass stitches. It looks like a mis-laced sneaker for fuck's sake. Ew.
The worst thing about the Cake parties is that guys that are there are mostly dressed like this. For Christ's sake, he could at least have the decency to put on some chaps or something.
...which gives way to this dude who was in town on business from SC to try to kick it to all the girls we were there with. Check out his giant, Docker's-clad ass. Schweet, doood. Schweet.
