Oh Dear

I party often with my co-workers, some more than others for reasons listed below.


Friday-7 people, 4 bottles of wine, 2 bottles of vodka, a case of beer, and a bottle of pastise.


5 of us could handle our liquor, one passed out, the other was found pantless pissing on the carpet in a spare bedroom on top of the passed out one.

This in addition to the questionable pictures I took made for a very interesting Monday.

On a sad note...I'm missing fucking Danzig tonight...I'll be home all night wishing I was at smelly SaltAir with a bunch of smellier metal heads. Ol Glen will never be as good as he once was though, that's right, I said it. Don't even act like you weren't thinking it.