So....I went to a stag (side note...who holds stags now-a-days when there are girls around, cause they never used to exist, and parties are always better with girls) and I drank more than my body weight should permit. The toonie toss was conquered by Ronnie and we were requested to retire in the smoking room, with proper attire.
Friday, September 19, 2008
drunk tank.
I got home, only to find I had left my camera on...it is dead. So i dug up this photo from the crypt and it is very inspirational. Yes I am an....
So....I went to a stag (side note...who holds stags now-a-days when there are girls around, cause they never used to exist, and parties are always better with girls) and I drank more than my body weight should permit. The toonie toss was conquered by Ronnie and we were requested to retire in the smoking room, with proper attire.
So....I went to a stag (side note...who holds stags now-a-days when there are girls around, cause they never used to exist, and parties are always better with girls) and I drank more than my body weight should permit. The toonie toss was conquered by Ronnie and we were requested to retire in the smoking room, with proper attire.
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Heheh, there is something so Edward Gorey about your phrase: "The toonie toss was conquered by Ronnie and we were requested to retire in the smoking room, with proper attire." <- I adore Edward Gorey so I thought this was HILARIOUS.
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