With Vibeke now undie-less, somehow it made sense to dare her to hover over a stool, PEE on the stool a little bit, and then stand next to the pissed-on stool at the bar and see if she could get some guy to roll up, try to flirt with her and sit down on the stool (and on her piss). Hahahaha.
...but then will quickly change gears to show her true colors. Hahah. How funny would it be to have wedding photos where all the guests where ONLY making faces like these?
While I was at the bar getting us one more round of drinks before heading out, I started chatting with the really cute girl on the left (yep, the one making the awesomely stupid face). While were chatting, Miye and Miriam came over and introduced themselves and we learned that the girl had just moved into town from somewhere in the Midwest and didn't know many people in town yet. We invited her to come out with us and she agreed but then the people that she was there with came over and they were these horrible, JAPpy modeling agency casting director type harpies that you'd see on one of those VH1 shows about New Yorkers that try to act like their life is JUST LIKE Sex and the City and they whisked her away from us...never to be heard from again. Until...I awkwardly ran into her on the street the very afternoon!
...Dodgeball.com t-shirt! Dennis to Josh: "Happy Birthday...now help promote my company!" (Actually, I'm only teasing Dennis! The dodgeball shirt was relevant because after we graduated college and we all got booted off Syracuse University's web servers, Dennis bought the dodgeball.com domain as a place for the three of us to move our personal sites to! They were hosted there for a year or two until Dennis wanted to use to domain for a "city guide" project he was working on in 2000. So that's when Dennis moved his personal site to TeenDrama.com and I bought the I Keep a Diary domain!)
Waaaaay later that night (after I'd gotten a chance to go home, change out of my suit and tie and sleep off my open-bar wastedness) I headed over to MisShapes. I only took two photos. This one.
Missy got really close, but couldn't manage the last eighth of an inch! (I didn't even bother trying because my tongue is so short I can barely get my top lip wet).
