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!misshapes174
me169
!best143
meredith100
!birthday79
sarah77
scott m61
!edie55
!tongue42
!dogs39
!dj38
geordon37
karen36
maddy35
ryan m31
!secret room28
alexis27
!ugly face27
ellen25
!sunglasses25

leigh — ...a bday barbeque thrown by the MisShapes kids at Gregg's apartment. Here's Gregg, Leigh (aka - The Tinny) and Geordan.

leigh — Leigh and Crazy Amber (looking decidedly un-crazy in this photo).

leigh — On Sunday morning, I met up with the Tinnz, Karen, Emily and Sarah at Kate's for brunch.

leigh — I wasn't about to let Sarah and Cat be the only ones to receive sweet, sweet mime-head. I quickly buddied up with Karen (Look at Tinny's face...heheh)

leigh — Karen and Tinnz<.

leigh — You might not think this photo's funny - that is until you look closely and notice Meredith up in the corner pretending to scratch her cheek while she's totally busted checking out Tinnz. Hahaha. (Watch your boobies, Tinnz!)

leigh — Karen and Leigh, cold chilling with High Life and Sparks, respectively. Deese hos gots class.

leigh — On our way over to Sarah's with flowers for the hostess. Leigh used to live right by Sarah's apartment, and wanted to show me what she called some "very special murals."

leigh — Leigh flinching away from the crazy-eyed fireman with the axe.

leigh — Hahaha. So scary.

leigh — "Rad! Hey, let's try to see if he can throw up with me in the picture!" Now that's a lady.

leigh — Before we left, Leigh made sure she invited Dave to Misshapes - because, in her words "he just seems like our kind of people."

leigh — We waited through another few minutes of gagging and gurgling, but there was still no "big payoff" like before.

leigh — "Ok, ready?"

leigh — Uh-oh! Speaking of tah-tah-trouble. Tinny was in the house.

leigh — Jersey girlz represent, y'all.

leigh — Leigh and Geordon.

leigh — Leeeetle Leigh.

leigh — I met up with Leigh (seen here making her fierce "smells like catshit" face).

leigh — And that something turned out to be Leigh's shirt! First we tried the "dropping the shirt off the shoulders" trick. I took a bunch of pics like this and thought they were great - but then Leigh had an even better idea.

leigh — Sweet Jesus.

leigh — Bingo. Here's the one that ended up getting used.

leigh — On Monday night I went over to Pianos where Geordan and Leigh were DJing again to take a few more pics - I wanted something really fun and naughty for the lead photo of the piece.

leigh — Then "hot embraces." But something was missing.

leigh — In the end, I decided that I'd come see them at Pianos in a few days and re-shoot them there with a lens that works better in the dark.

leigh — And without a flash, the pics were just too blurry.

leigh — Leigh.

leigh — We tried "sultry looks."

leigh — See? All part of that "master plan" I've been talking about.

leigh — I took a few pics of Geordon and Leigh in action, but I'd forgotten my faster lens and wasn't crazy about how the pics looked with the flash.

leigh — The best thing about writing the piece was it meant I got to take Leigh aside and ask her dirty questions about sex for two hours.

leigh — And almost managed to capture Karen and Leigh.

leigh — Here's the icon they ended up using on the front page. Saucy! Much love to Geordon, Leigh, Matty and Sarah for putting up with my pervy questions.

leigh — Later that night I met up with Leigh and I traded her my Ray Charles for her Jackie Os.

leigh — Leigh and Amber.

leigh — Leigh's boobalicious dress.

leigh — Scott, Susan and Leigh.

leigh — Leigh and Scott.

leigh — Vin and Leigh.

leigh — Lookee here, it's Greg K and little Leigh. Sitting there all cute, totally oblivious to my master plan to make out with her. Well, the wheels are in motion baby, just you wait and see.

leigh — Here's Leigh, who I had a huge crush on but hardly knew at this point because I was playing "hard to get," (also known as "being a huge pussy") after a dance floor mishap.

leigh — Homeboy might've fallen, but saved himself from a party foul violation by managing to not spill a drop of his motherfucking drink.

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