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This pic is awesome. I was trying to take a picture of the neato paintjob in the backroom and this kid (that none of us knew) that was sitting back there saw me about to take a picture and got all hunched over and made his best "suburban gangsta" face. Sweet.
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Later that night while walking around the East Village, we ran into "Pastel Man." I tried to get Grant to pretend he was doing something picture-worthy so that I could get a few sneaky pictures of his amazing outfit, but Grant started totally cracking up and Pastel Man caught on to what we were doing. I only managed to get this pic before he managed to get away. See you next Easter!
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While we were standing around shooting the shit with Tracy, all of a sudden this girl busted out onto the dance floor with the strap from her giant "fashion purse" pulled over her face and just started freaking the fuck out. After watching her do her thing (maybe it was performance art?) for a few minutes, we decided it was time to head out.
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So check it: This guy's long, braided hair was making Grant all mad. Even though he was standing 10 ft away from the guy Grant was all like "Ew, can you smell it? Can you smell his dirty, braided hair? Ew! I bet it smells!" So I was like, "Why don't you go find out....PUSSY?" So Grant goes over to the guy and I took this great picture of Grant smelling his hair. And then...
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...egged on by me cracking up, he got all big balls and got really close and starting sniffing all loud. What my camera didn't capture is Grant almost getting handed a braided-beating when right after the above pic was snapped, the guy turned around all quick and almost caught Grant leaning in and sniffing. The guy wasn't sure exactly what was going on, but he was privy to the fact that he had just missed catching Grant doing something behind his back and wasn't very happy with him. Priceless. (Oh, and by the way, what's with his spray-painted shirt? Is this becoming a stupid trend or something?)
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The walk home from dinner was surreal. The city was almost completely dark yet the city streets were mobbed with people. More specifically, people yelling and shouting and drinking smoking. Way too overtired to be dealing with the hippy-jamesqe nonsense that was starting to brew - I decided to pack it in early. The pastry shop right next to the entrance to my apartment had set up on the streets and were selling all their treats for fifty cents a piece (trying to get rid of them before they spoiled)!
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I don't even know what the story is here. Is she sucking your bottom lip?
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Check it out y'all: BASS CLEFF!
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We also randomly ran into this guy who recognized all of us from this site reading this site which was great! I love meeting total strangers. (Unfortunately, I forgot your name. So if you ever see this, email me!)
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And informed her that as a BirthdayBoy it was my undeniable right to get a kiss. First off, I can't believe this worked. Secondly, she didn't even ask to see any proof! (It's been my birthday almost every night since. Awwww, yeah).
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After I spotted this cute girl across the room, I staked out the area near the bathrooms...sure enough, she eventually had to pee and when she came out of the bathroom - I made my move...
my 27th birthday party
August 08, 2003
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So there was this cute teenager working the counter and she took a liking to Fatty, so he asked her if she'd take him on a tour of the place and show him how the donuts here made.
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This is hands down my favorite pic of the night. Bert N' Tha Boyz.
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After a little while, we tired of simply making silly faces with the girls and decided to up the ante...
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See?
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So we chatted them up for a while, found out that they were down on vacation from Braintree, Mass (and Fatty made some more "Fatty" faces).
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A few minutes later, we convinced them to take more pics ("Taking pics is fun, right?") and Grant got in on the action.

Okay, I think it's safe to say that we were all pretty liquored up. At some point during the next few hours, every guy on the trip managed to get their luggage out...which leads us to the very first ikeepadairy.com contest!
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She was like "Why are you all laughing?" and started to walk away. I managed to convice her that we were just happy to meet such cute girls and Seth got his act together in time to snap this pic.
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After months of getting people to willingly pose with my balls, it was time to try something new: getting unsuspecting people to unknowingly pose with my balls. I discreetly whipped out my bag, and grabbed one of our new friends for a picture. I handed off the cam to Seth who totally shit the bed by not managing to get my balls in the pic. Doh! The rest of the guys in the pic (Check out Grant and Franks' faces) were laughing so hard that the girl in the black shirt was totally confused...
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...so we headed to some other outdoor bar nextdoor and hit paydirt! Ladies and gentleman, I present to you, the four cutest girls in Newport! Check out Fatty leaning in with the "Fatty laugh" in the background.
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During our delicious continental breakfast at the hotel in the morning, we saw this 80 year old woman who had on a big, ol' chain-link necklace. When overheard her (indiscernable from a distance) foreign accent, we started wondering if maybe she was one of the Sex Pistols' Nana. So we enlisted Frank to go up and get her pic, just in case. Once again we employed our fool-proof "you look just like my Great Aunt So-and-So, can I please take your picture?" Works like a charm.
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One Glaswegian + One ManSkirt + Plus 14 Scotches = A Royal AssKicking Just Waiting to Happen. So when this Scotsmans rolled up on our sorry group and wanted to hang, we knew it was time to head back to the hotel.
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This guy was one of the only people there that fit-in with the rest of the crowd less than we did. I mean, c'mon, homeboy was wearing a leather vest! I went up to him and told him that he bore an uncanny resemblance to my brother-in-law (you know, the guy that married my non-existent sister) and asked if I could take his pic (when all I really wanted was a pic of his leather vest). Anyway, he turned out to be the nicest guy in the world and we ended up hanging out with him the rest of the night (and I got the pic of his leather vest, taboot).
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Check out this cougar that was circling Colin and me; clearly trolling for a lil' spitroast action.
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Earlier in the evening, we had spotted the guy in the middle, sporting a blonde molester-moustache and a BFLB (Bald Front, Long Back: pronounced beffle-bee), and we wanted to take his pic too. Turns out he was best friends (wouldn't you know it) with the leather vest guy and he soon joined are tight-knit group of outcasts.
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Our boring old subway ride back to Manhattan took a serious turn towards fun when we spotted this guy across from us with a toe ring and took turns with the camera seeing who could get the best picture of it with out him catching on. Grant won with this Toetastic pic!Saturday, August 30th
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This girl was fucking hilarious. While I was manning the grill, these two kids came over, pulled out tofu dogs, put them on the grill and asked if I'd make sure no one else ate them because they were hungry and there weren't any other vegetarian items they could eat. No sooner had they walked away when this girl (who heard the whole conversation) stepped in and ganked their dogs. I promised I wouldn't rat her out on the condition that she'd let me take a pic of her in the act of food theivery. Mmmm...tastes like free.
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...a bunch of hipster-tools, oh sorry, I mean street artists, tag some girl's dress. Yes, seriously. They tagged her fucking dress. And no, this wasn't some performance art-nonsense; this girl, after several minutes of watching these guys she didn't know write on the walls, went over to them and asked them to write and spray paint on her.
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Okay, I just spent ten minutes trying to think of a funny caption for this photo but have come to the conclusion that nothing is funnier than just pointing out her expression. Just look how proud of herself she is. You can almost see her daydreaming about the non-existent day in the future when one of these clowns becomes the next Basquiat and she'll have the dress all hanging in a glass case on her wall telling her friends at a cocktail party, "Well, the moment I saw him writing those squiggles on the wall, I just knew I had to have him paint me. I needed to be his canvas."

If anyone living on a farm in Iowa is reads this, and you've got some extra room in your barn or something, email me because I need to get the fuck out of this city.
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On the way out, a friend of mine who reads this site recognized the fashion-mullet man from back in April. I'm happy to report, he's since cut it off.
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And here's the sneaky, hold-the-camera-at-my-side stealth-pic I took of "The Most Sunburned Man Ever." Look at the color of his face. Holy shit. (And is it me or is does he look like a pink, bizarro Steve Buscemi?)
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There he is! At it again pressing his cock into yet another leg (somehow I don't think this guy minded as much).
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What sums up how the world feels about boner-guy better than my man's face in the yellow shirt? Exactly. (By the way, check out his fucking shiny, tinfoil-looking shirt. A-hole.)
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Back at the Hole: See that guy on right? Right after I snapped this pic, Sarah screamed, jumped away from him, ran over to me and said, "Dude, that guy totally had a giant boner and he pressed it into my leg! Eeeeewwww!" A few weeks later, I sent her a link to these pics over IM and asked her if she remembered him

battjer: did you see the pics of the guy with the boner at the end?
battjer: remember him?
Ultragrrrl: oh god. do i ever.
Ultragrrrl: his cock will haunt me forever.
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Hey buddy, what is that? A roll of dimes in your pocket or....awwww, man! Gross.
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Besides seeing the Eiffel Tower, the only other thing Tara wanted to do in Vegas was go to the Rainforest Cafe (don't ask me, I'm still trying to figure out why as well). So check it out, we sit down at our table and then I notice there's this lady at the table behind Tara who's wearing a shirt that looks like it has a gold lamé bib built into it. When I pointed her out to Tara (who's from Texas), Tara shrugged and explained to me "Oh, that's just her eatin' shirt."

Later on, when the lady was finished with her meal (all four plates of it) she took off the bib, folded it up (see the fold-marks in it?) pulled out a matching, gold lamé, bib carrying-case, and put her folded-up gold lamé bib into her matching gold lamé bib carrying case, and put it back into her purse. I was shocked into silence. I had been kidding about it being a bib, I just thought it was part of her shirt. Who carries a bib (nevermind a gold lamé bib) around with them? Who? Fucking Vegas. Jesus.
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After parting ways with the lovely Hope and company, Amy and I popped into Bleecker bar to say hi to her friend that was bartending. There was some big "work party" thing going on and we busied ourselves trying to guess what they all did for a living.
random rhs reunion
June 12, 2003
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So check it out, for a long time I've been planning on starting a new site: MyBallsAndYourFace.com. So in preperation, I've been trying to get, you guessed it, as many as people (preferably cute girls) to pose with my balls. When I get enough, I'll start the site. In the meantime, I'll post a few of the more choice cuts (like this one of some random cute girl getting "double-bagged") throughout the site. Joy!
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See that lady in the background? She wanted more coffee - but instead of calling the waitress over, she held up her coffee cup in the air with her arm fully extended for like an entire minute. I fumbled to get the camera out, but by the time I managed to turn the flash off and snap a pic, the waitress had arrived to take care of her.
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Me and the other guy scheduled to take the test that day.
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The party was during Fleet Week and these two sailors wandered in off the street and asked if they could stay and hang out. We were happy to oblige. (By the way, how great is the light up flag in the background?).
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Virginia (on the right) with two people I don't know.
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...complete with shirtless-man action! (Now that's a par-tay!)
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Duet with a stranger.
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Usually as the night gets going, impromptu dance parties break out...
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After Doogie and Keanu, I thought that there'd be no where to go but down. But then I managed to snap this pic of The Sweatiest Armpit Guy Ever. Suh-weet!
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Ok, it's storytime. In the midst of all my stoopid yelling about how I was OWNING with all my Triple Buck Bonus Action (which, for the record, I totally was doing), I looked over towards the door and noticed this really hot blonde girl watching us acting all interested. Well, ok - at first we assumed her "interest" was just her laughing at us for being the video game-playing losers that we are, but then a few minutes later, she walked over to us, then in a *swoon* Eastern-European accent introduced herself as Larissa and asked if "we minded her joining in."

Right before I handed her the gun, she flashed a million dollar smile and warned us all that she once held the high score in "Time Crisis." (which is another shooting game). (Tall, hot, foreign and kick-ass at video games?)

Fast forward forty agonizing minutes, and like twenty-something rounds later and Larissa's still not yet managed to shoot ONE GODDAMNED BUCK. Seriously not one. Not even by accident!

She was getting really angry and told us "I'll be right back." and she um, never came back. Which was actually a relief because at that point I was running out of clever, encouraging things to say after each time she failed to grasp the (seemingly basic) concept of "shooting a video game rifle."

After all that, you might think that when she tried to sneak out past us twenty minutes later that I'd ignore her...well that's where you'd be wrong, sir. I followed her out and asked her for her number and was promptly told that she "had a boyfriend." I thought I was getting the royal brush-off, but two days later, Grant saw her in Union Square with her boyfriend.

Me: "Really? What was he like?"
Grant: "Some old rich dude."
Me: "Really? Fack! How rich?"
Grant: "Real rich."
Me: "How old?"
Grant: "Real old. I'll bet you anything he's got 'salt and pepper' pubes."

Where are all the smoking, hot Eastern European girls who are really good at video games, huh? Email me.

(Post Script - Apparently Grant saw Larissa in Williamsburg the other day and she was with some young, good looking guy. So at this point it's unconfirmed whether or not "SaltNPeppa" was, in fact, her boyfriend.)
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Everyone there knows me (and my stupid jacket).
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Even our new Chinese friend wasn't fooled by their clever subterfuge.
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Making new friends through the universal language of music.
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Happy Birthday, Lo!
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Me with our new friend (who was gracious enough not to get all "kung fu" on Grant for pretending to sing in Chinese).
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Grant was getting antsy singing in English, so we made friends with a Chinatown local who brought Grant up on stage to sing a Mandarin tune called "Crystal." Check out the guy's expression as we listens to Grant pretend to sing in Chinese.
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So after we leave, who do we see sitting on the sidewalk just a few feet from the broken door slumped against the building next to a pile of his own vomit? (Suddenly his little, matching denin Osh-Gosh-esque outfit seemed apropo). That's right, it's the evil door kicker! Regardless of the rough shape he was in, he was still a good enough sport to wipe the puke from his chin and coldlamp for this supremely awesome pic.
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The nicest thing about the evening was that my dad was there. (I love those earrings on him).
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...totally amazing Cosby sweater he was wearing ("A Cosby SWEAT-AHHH!"). Ok, now that that joke's over with, I implore you to scroll back up and look at my face in the pic above. My chin has completely disappeared. If I had a time machine, I would travel back and use the above face to claim First Prize in the Matt Weiner Face Contest.
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Me and three girls that I've never seen before in my life. (This was right when the ball dropped). Happy New Year, you, um, strangers!
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You know, life's funny: One minute you're riding high at a fancy-smancy club in the West Village and dancing with a hot chick. And then just 10 minutes later...
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Turns out, the chica was totally diggin his shizzit and started cutting some serious rug with him.
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Grant was sweating this chick for awhile, so after he finished his ridicu-normous-sized drink he mustered up enough liquid courage to go up and start dancing with her.
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What's better than their opposite "black 'n' white" outfits? They look like they came out of a skit from "Laugh In."
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Okay, so check this out: We're back in Manhattan and we're walking down Houston towards my place and this woman is talking on her cellphone and walking towards us. She gets like 8 feet from us and we both suddenly hear this huge fart and as she passes us she says to her friend on the phone "Oh shit, I think these white boys just heard me fart!" and starts laughing. So we chased her down the street and asked her if she'd pose for a pic! In this pic, Doug and I are yelling "Ohhhhhh!" while she's telling her friend on the phone "Oh shit! Oh shit! The white boys that heard me farting is taking my picture and shit! They're taking my picture!" Soooo funny.
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While waiting for our slices to heat up, we made friends with strangers.
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Four drinks later and (many hours later) and Grant finds himself locking lips with yet another "beaut." (The only thing funnier than this pic is Grant's reaction when I showed it to him days later...he didn't even remember being at this bar, nevermind the girl.).
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And ended up running into the girl that David Forman totally made out with at the last Cake party (coming soon). No not that one, the one in red. HAHAHAHAHAHAH!
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...this guy! Hahaha! All these pics were taken at the Greenwich, CT Hilton and as the night wore on, all of the random people that were just there drinking and hanging out started mingling with us wedding folk.
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It's Winston's smooth flavor that makes it the choice cigarette of girls in pink sateen.
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Grant poses with what can only be described as the Prom Queen. (Ba-dum-dum Cha! Thank You! Thank you! I'll be here all weekend! Don't forget to tip your waitresses...)
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Do me a favor: take your cursor, move it over the pic up above, click the right-hand mouse button and view the photos' "Properties." Do you see what it says? Yeah, it says "001.jpg," which means that it's the first picture of the evening. We're at the party for less than two minutes and a girl walks up to David, points at her friend and says, "Hi, my friend thinks you're cute. Will you make out with her while I take your picture."
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Scott almost ended up getting in a fist fight with this guy, but then after the live band that was there played a few songs by The Dead, everyone mellowed out (yeah, maaaaan...play "Box of Rain") and they ended up buying each other shots...
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Check out the tan lines and the New England Patriots Superbowl Champions Sweatshirt (Size: XL), even if Russ wasn't about to lick the tattoo of a rose on her tit, this would still be an incredible photo.
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Which somehow led to this big goon lifting up his shirt to show off his tattoo. Rolling Facking Stones, doooooood!
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Look at that smile, think Russ has had a few? Brave soul that he is, he starts chatting up her friend too. "Why yes, you're legs are smooth." Priceless.
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Hulk Hogan's (not so) Little Sister. Jesus Christ, look at that fucking forearm! We would've been laughing hysterically if we weren't so scared that she was going to grab hold of one of our heads and crack it open like a walnut with her bare (man)hands.
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And then the next thing you know...the bar starts heating up too. Russ goes up to get the next round and starts getting chatted up by some hot, local blonde (bonus points to Amy for giving the old "who does this guy think he is?" face). So we're all yelling over to Russ to bring over his new lady friend and introduce her. Little did we know that she was....
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We showed up around 9pm and everyone there had pretty much been drinking all day...so instead of enjoying lovely conversation with new people, we just decided to fuck with the guests that had passed out. Here's Grant posing with our new buddy.
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This guy was out cold so I convinced Grant to up the ante and put his balls near the guys face...HAHAHAHA!
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So after we took the first few pictures, we went around the party and started showing them to people just to see what their reactions would be...turns out, most people wanted to also pose with our passed out buddy (Except for the guy's close friends, they didn't want to be in the pictures, they just gave us the guy's email so we could mail him the pics a few days later...which I did).
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No stranger to whipping out my own bag, I handed over the camera and teamed up with Grant for this amazing photo. (Look at our faces!!! nd bonus points to me for actually resting my nuts on the guys chair.)
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Hahahaha! Check out John's face in the middle!
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Christ, haven't people in New Jersey ever heard of irony? (PPS - Check out Kenny full-on grabbing her tit. Ha!).
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Check this shit out...these three girls were part of a bachelorette party and they were going around asking if anyone had a condom...because their friend was getting married in a few days and she needed to "Get fucked one last time." Her friends informed us that they needed a condom because they didn't have one and "You know, she's not going to fuck some stranger right before her wedding without a condom 'cus that would be wrong." Luckily Vinnie Delpino (Doogie Howser's best friend) came through with a rubber at the last minute!
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Hahahah. Meanwhile, on the other side of the parking lot, Cousin Steve is trying to make time with 3 lovely EnJay ladies who all easily have 10+ years on him. He's all asking if he can go home with them and one of them goes "How old are you anyway, sixteen?"
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Hey fellas, if any of these girls were a bridesmaid at your wedding, I've got some bad news for you...*sigh*
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See that girl in the purple tank top? I asked her what kind of beads she was wearing and she told me they were Mardi Gras beads, so I started chanting "Show Yer Tits! Show Yer Tits!" Which she did, but my camera went off too early. Sorry, I got excited! (PS - Look at Kenny lending a "helping hand" in lifting up her shirt)
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No, we're not suddenly in Texas! These guys just all decided to wear matching, oversized, foam cowboy hats while drinking...and in Jersey, THAT'S JUST FINE. I'm not sure if they realized that I asked them to pose for this photo because I was laughing at them, or whether they were just so drunk they didn't care.
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When Kenny's not working (at his job where he impersonates "Doug" from "King of Queens"), he's busying wooing the beautiful (and tan, did I say tan?) ladies of the Jizzersey Shizzore.
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Hey, it's not really a night of jerseyshoredrinking unless somebody tries to kick YOUR FUCKING FAGGOT ASS!!! This guy proudly displays his ripped shirt. (Bonus points to his friend for making that face. Ha!).
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Holy Cuh-rist! Have you ever seen a more tan woman in your life? I think I just got cancer of the retina just looking at this photo. Fack.
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See? That's much better. (BTW, who are these guys?)
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This is a funny pic of Stefan shaking hands with some strange girl who was flirting with him. Take a closer look, do you see something funnier? How about Brian Chambers full-on, lying down passed out on the seat! Do you know what's funnier than that?
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...which led to convincing drunk strangers to kiss us (er, sort of)...
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August 07, 2002
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...and then Magic Man Mark Bibbins takes things to the next level by somehow convincing two girls whom we'd never seen before in our lives to...
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...start make out with each other! Boo-yah!
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Okay, question for you: How the fuck did we not get thrown out of the bar??? I'm standing on one of the booths, screaming and doing a David Lee Roth kick while both Martin and Jessica get ready to touch my package. This is at like 10pm on a Wednesday!?! (Also, look over to the left of me...aren't those the same two girls from before making out? It's an hour and a half later and they're still going at it).
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Hey Buddy, before you start on your second slice, you might want to finish eating the HUGE CRUMB stuck to your cheek that's left over from your first slice! Hahah.
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The party was pretty much a bust - it was totally overcrowded and hot and sweaty inside, so we took off. Back on Bedford Ave, we ran into this tall funny guy who kept trying to chat up this really drunk little midgety type guy. I'm sure everyone who reads this knows how much I love midgets, so we immediately went over to see what was going on.
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Post-part late night slice! This guy was so drunk he was rocking back and forth at the counter waiting for his second slice!
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Turns out that there wasn't anything going on - but that doesn't mean I don't want to take pictures!
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David has bigger balls than anyone you know. Right after this pic was taken, he looked at the pic on the digicam, saw there was a cute girl who had just left them bar, so he goes running down the street to get her number.