Natalie, Vinay and David. (Sorry if these pics are boring - when we got to the party, there really weren't many people there so we busies ourselves by being stupid and taking lots of pics).
Q: What's funnier than eight dudes jumping out of a van and crashing a party? A: Eight dudes crashing a party empty-handed and quickly proceeding to drink all the beer that other people brought. Doh!
Let's face it, this face straight up sucks. I don't even know if Vin knew that we were having a contest: it looks to me like he just got caught on film trying to stiffle a fart. Score: 2 out of 10
Here's us bidding Megan & Vin a fond farewell after walking them home to Megan's place. Right after this photo was taken (4am) I drove all the way back to my parents house in NJ so I'd be home to celebrate my dad's 55th birthday that Sunday afternoon.
...potential Birthday Make-Out Sesh is suddenly confirmed in a bold, leg-extending move my Megan. Vin can only cover his mouth, blush, and giggle like the little schoolgirl-bitch he is. (Hehe. Bless his heart, that's the look of a man who has just realized that he's been chosen to provide Bday nookie.)
At this point in the night, Vin's still unsure whether or not Megan invited him only as a piece of birthday-ass (although he should've known better...she's wearing thigh-highs for Christ's sake!).
So I'm talking in the corner with one of Melissa's friends and all of a sudden I look over and see Vin chatting this bird up wit da quickness. I thought he had something cooking...
Bar #2 - Pioneer Bar, 1:41am: After leaving the Nerve crew, Vin and I busted down the Bowery to meet up with my friend (and Oxygen Media prospective client, boo-yah!) Melissa K...(who prefers I not use her last name on this page) was already well into the bag when we caught up with her.
