(no subject)
Seeing as I just now got the pictures from my birthday bash, and Bob told us what really happened in most of these pictures, I decided to chronicle the epic story of how I lost my pants...
First off, everyone knows Bob...
...and no one can resist the urge to be unnecessarily comfortable with one's sexuality around him, so of course when I showed up and he was there, I jumped into his arms with my legs straddling his torso. I was wearing rather thin jeans at the time, so of course, the ass ripped open.
At this time, I'm completely sober, and because I'm completely cognizant of the hole in my jeans, I start picking at it until the right side of my jeans is almost completely missing. Jess takes out Bob's knife and proceeds to cut the rest of my right pant leg off, leaving only a pocket and the waist band.
So at this point I realize that it's a party, and I'm not even close to being drunk yet, so I take up a nice game of beer pong.
Now, something that I don't remember happening too well was when I decided to take the pants off completely and continue playing pong, but it apparently happened.
After a while, I stumbled into the kitchen where I was tackled by a large number of people, and proceeded to get my birthday spankings.
After Nick had made a witty remark about how my ass had been tenderized, he then realized how much potential the joke had, so he mentioned something anti-semitic and how my ass should be in the oven, I had no reason to do otherwise.
After a brief period of time, and apparently the recovery of my half pants, I passed out on the futon mattress in AJ's middle room, and my wonderful friends decided to stack everything they could on me, until I got belligerent and started throwing things.
After that, quite a bit of pseudo-philosophical talking went on, and I went home sometime around 4 AM.
Also, here's some really good pictures of the ladies and gents:
First off, everyone knows Bob...
...and no one can resist the urge to be unnecessarily comfortable with one's sexuality around him, so of course when I showed up and he was there, I jumped into his arms with my legs straddling his torso. I was wearing rather thin jeans at the time, so of course, the ass ripped open.
At this time, I'm completely sober, and because I'm completely cognizant of the hole in my jeans, I start picking at it until the right side of my jeans is almost completely missing. Jess takes out Bob's knife and proceeds to cut the rest of my right pant leg off, leaving only a pocket and the waist band.
So at this point I realize that it's a party, and I'm not even close to being drunk yet, so I take up a nice game of beer pong.
Now, something that I don't remember happening too well was when I decided to take the pants off completely and continue playing pong, but it apparently happened.
After a while, I stumbled into the kitchen where I was tackled by a large number of people, and proceeded to get my birthday spankings.
After Nick had made a witty remark about how my ass had been tenderized, he then realized how much potential the joke had, so he mentioned something anti-semitic and how my ass should be in the oven, I had no reason to do otherwise.
After a brief period of time, and apparently the recovery of my half pants, I passed out on the futon mattress in AJ's middle room, and my wonderful friends decided to stack everything they could on me, until I got belligerent and started throwing things.
After that, quite a bit of pseudo-philosophical talking went on, and I went home sometime around 4 AM.
Also, here's some really good pictures of the ladies and gents: