Start having a few rose infused cocktails at noon on a holiday, and everything is a little fuzzy. Adding to the mystery of the day...a huge bruise on my leg, writing on cynthia's stomach in marker that says "Fuck Christmas" and empty bags of potato chips and chocolates. I wondered why the floor was so messy and sticky and wet, but then this evidence surfaced. I know that showing these is perhaps not a great idea, but hey my weird holiday can serve as a lesson to all.
on the plus side...
I do remember that I bought taylor a diamond ring
this is before it got really ugly
you gotta click on these for the entire picture!
even georgie was driven to drink after these shenanigans
it seems that in this next pic I was using my fist as a nice micophone? hmm. Not sure why or what song provoked this. Oh, maybe the old B52's Whammy record that is still on my turntable (clue number 3 in this equation)
cynthia didn't want to see anymore displays of xmas in the lobby
so she pushed that tree down hard