Wow...an appropriately blurry photo of me holding a drink and looking like an asshole, with my arm around an immigrant French maid, grabbing a tranny hula girl's coconut breast.
If another picture out there more accurately encapsulates my life as a young adult, I sure as hell haven't seen it.
Honorable mention: Domini and myself getting a little too into character. If we could make out the faces in the background better, I assure you it would be a mixture of shock and disgust. Just the way we like it. Which probably explains why we kept going.
There don't seem to be any pictures of Emily anywhere, but that's probably because she was passed out in the stairwell or something.
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