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tongue

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me18
meredith13
!lick11
grant8
leigh7
!misshapes7
amber6
!kiss6
!sparks5
!best4
sarah4
!strangers4
catrinel3
emily3
fatty3
!sparks tongue3
vin3
!beer2
beth n2
!boobs2

tongue — As much as we love each other, we had to break our embrace before the countdown ended.

tongue — ...but we were still drinking Sparks.

tongue — Meredith plays the game where you see how close you can get your tongue to a bowling ball without it touching. If you lose, you really lose.

tongue — Next up was Grant and his bowling ball titties. (Bonus points for Fatty's "smells like shit" face in the background).

tongue — A few drinks in and the funny faces started.

tongue — Followed by the Group face-licking. And then the next thing you know...

tongue — Then came the face-licking.

tongue — We got to my parents house in NJ and found my brother all excited after months of (f)unemployment to finally be able to show proof of gainful employment by busting out one of his brand new business cards that announce him as a consultant for Ascenture. (Check out how happy my Mom is! No more hand outs! No more hand outs!) If you've been reading my site for a while, you know that anytime I'm visiting my family in New Jersey for a holiday, there's always one thing that needs to be done...

tongue — We ended up getting crunked out of minds and going back to the Bellagio to eat breakfast at like 7am.

tongue — Ellen and Meredith.

tongue — Hey, if the birthday boy wants to lick your face there's not really much you can do about it other than smile.

tongue — ....ummmm, yep! Drunk!

tongue — ...a digital camera! Which upon returning to NYC she used to start her very own exciting (yet short-lived...*sniffle*) photoblog.

tongue — Look! I think I can see the Castro from here!

tongue — Here's me picking her up at the airport. See how excited she is? I told you that my Nissan Sentra rental drives the bitches wild! After we'd caught up, I made good on something I'd been promising for weeks...

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tongue — David, Meredith and Una.

tongue — Whatever it was, Amy Albano loved it.

tongue — Matt Lesser (aka - Sid from Sid & Buddy's Karaoke) was nice enough to come play emcee for the party. Matt Lavin (aka - Buddy) was out of town so the lovely Candy filled in.

tongue — Karen tasting my shirt.

tongue — I'm not sure I handed my camera over to at this point but as you'll be able to see over the next few pics, they managed to grab some clutch snaps. I didn't even know I was capable of making a face like this. (Check out Leigh in the background losing her shit. Hahaha).

tongue — And a coathook to the face!

tongue — Emily C. showed up with the Sparks tongue in full-effect.

tongue — Sarah was pretending to lick my stomach...but more importantly, how much does my wrist in the background look like a flacid, veiny dong?

tongue — Grant repaying half of his nipple-licking karmic-debt.

tongue — Carol's creepy tongue.

tongue — Lila about to score some birthday-girl action.

tongue — Meredith and Cat rub some titties while a newly revitalized Fatty (I told you Sparks works!) is all smiles in the background.

tongue — Grant might've gotten the ass-shot but he sure didn't get his nostril licked.

tongue — Tinny, where are your teeth?

tongue — Then Grant entertained us with his amazing impression of a mime eating an ass. Yay, First Half of July!

tongue — There we go. Thanks.

tongue — Sarah, Cat (Too bad you think her shirt's a joke) and Meredith. C'mon lizzadies, you can do better than that.

tongue — Amber was in full-effect that night. Every time Lawrence would look away, Amber would start dancing all sexy and freaking him from behind without touching him. Do you know how hard it is to dance all fast behind someone without touching them and accidentally giving yourself away? Girl's got skills.

tongue — Bonus points to Beth for managing to lick my neck and not even have me notice when I was taking this picture.

tongue — Me and Matt Lesser (the Hairdresser). Aka - Sid from Sid and Buddy's Karaoke Superparty.

tongue — Speaking of strangers, this dude (who I think was from somewhere in the UK) came over and tried to get on the girls by showing off his tongue. Impressive, but it got him precisely...nowhere.

tongue — Me and Tins.

tongue — More evidence of Sparks being consumed.

tongue — Later that night I met up with Vin. We walked around town and drank a few Sparks before heading up towards Union Square to attend...

tongue — Karen and Leigh, cold chilling with High Life and Sparks, respectively. Deese hos gots class.

tongue — Julie played along for the first few minutes, but as the song dragged on Ed's crooning and caressing went from cute to creepy in a hurry. (Hey, remember when Chiara's friend Leila almost hooked up with Ed after a serenading?)

tongue — Me (looking like, ummm, a cobra) and Bonnie.

tongue — After a thorough bronskying - Amber managed to lure Sarah into the feigned kiss with the old "don't worry, I'll cover your mouth" trick. Then as soon as she got in there she parted her fingers and slipped in the tounge. Savage! (Hey guy in the background, cheer up! Checkered shirts will be cool again soon!)

tongue — Brian does the "lean in."

tongue — Buddy does his DeNiro next to Candy's cheeky bum.

tongue — On Tuesday I met up with kindred perv-spirit David Kreitman for some mid-day pie at Lombardi's.

tongue — And speaking of Sarah's wonderful set...BA-DUM-CHA!

tongue — After recharging the batteries for a while, we hit the street and got some grub. Mandy opted for more traditional TexMex fare while the Fatty said "Fuck it" and got hisself a motherfuggin corn dizzawg.

tongue — The birthday boy pleasuring his beer. He's the best at that.

tongue — In all fairness to Amber, I don't want everyone who sees this to think she was the only one who at the time was drunk enough to think that pretending to rim someone was the best thing ever.

tongue — Wooo! Woooo! Welcome to I'm-Pretending-To-Rim-Yousville.

tongue — Grant had the cam for this one - so I'm not entirely sure why he's got a beer bottle next to Amber's head. For perspective, maybe?

tongue — Jim Jazz and Grant.

tongue — Afterwards, Grant and Jen Choi pussed out and went back to my apartment to crash (Grant had just got back from LA and was crashing in my spare bedroom because he still a subletter in his place) and Vin, Amber and I went on to Lit to be idiots and dance. Check out Vin's raver-face. So awesome.

tongue — Holy moly! Well then! Welcome back to NYC, Grant. We missed the hell outta you.

tongue — TITTY!

tongue — You have to be careful getting this close to Lo when she's been drinking - most of the time you'll just get your face licked, but if she's feeling vindictive, she give you a hickey that'll make it look like you survived a hanging (thanks Meredith!) before you even realize what she's up to.

tongue — Don't get excited. I already told you she didn't end up putting out, remember?

tongue — This was a really funny drunk couple we met. I don't remember the girl's name, but I remember that her boyfriend's name was Brad - because every 30 seconds, for no apparent reason, his girlfriend would scream "BRAAAAAAAAAAAD!" at the top of her lungs and then start hysterically laughing. Charming really.

tongue — Friday night. We headed back into Oranjestad. It was early evening when we arrived and the town was still dead. I decided to nap in the car while Scott set out to explore. We agreed that we'd meet up back over at the Paddock at 9pm. I got there to find he'd already made some new friends.

tongue — Here's us with Scott and Eric, two guys that we met that were originally from Boston. Eric, the guy in the JERK shirt, moved to Aruba for good and is a lawyer there.

tongue — I lick your face!

tongue — Laura gives Bruce some "tough love" while Sonya goes in for the lick. (This monthly round up ends on the 19th because I spent the rest of the month in...ARUBA! Woooooo!

tongue — Later that night, I was walking around the Lower East Side with Sarah and for some reason I was in the middle of telling her about how last year when I was backstage at an ACDC concert in London, Keith Flint from the Prodigy mistook me for a guy named Crispin Mills, who used to be the singer for a UK band called Kula Shaker. Anyway, right after I had finished telling the story, we walked into some shop, and the girl behind the counter waves to me and says "Hi, Crispin." Apparently, her sister used to date him and she was convinced I was him. Random, random, randon.

tongue — ...piece of performance art starring Sarah and a pair of zip-up crotchless underwear.

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tongue — Nah-nah-nips! (check out David's face on the right. Hahah). The best part about Jessie's see-through shirt? The other girls there saw all the attention she was getting and ran home to change into their very own...

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