Let's face it, this face straight up sucks. I don't even know if Vin knew that we were having a contest: it looks to me like he just got caught on film trying to stiffle a fart. Score: 2 out of 10
Here's us bidding Megan & Vin a fond farewell after walking them home to Megan's place. Right after this photo was taken (4am) I drove all the way back to my parents house in NJ so I'd be home to celebrate my dad's 55th birthday that Sunday afternoon.
...potential Birthday Make-Out Sesh is suddenly confirmed in a bold, leg-extending move my Megan. Vin can only cover his mouth, blush, and giggle like the little schoolgirl-bitch he is. (Hehe. Bless his heart, that's the look of a man who has just realized that he's been chosen to provide Bday nookie.)
At this point in the night, Vin's still unsure whether or not Megan invited him only as a piece of birthday-ass (although he should've known better...she's wearing thigh-highs for Christ's sake!).
So I'm talking in the corner with one of Melissa's friends and all of a sudden I look over and see Vin chatting this bird up wit da quickness. I thought he had something cooking...
Bar #2 - Pioneer Bar, 1:41am: After leaving the Nerve crew, Vin and I busted down the Bowery to meet up with my friend (and Oxygen Media prospective client, boo-yah!) Melissa K...(who prefers I not use her last name on this page) was already well into the bag when we caught up with her.
Vin was going to wear a suit and tie with horns and tell everyone he was a "Handsome Devil" which we thought would be pretty smooth. But in typical Vin fashion, he decided last minute to instead dress up as "A Chef." (Huh?) We told him that "A Chef" wasn't a very good costume. So here he decided he was going to go as "The Angry Chef." (Now that's more like it!)
When he got to the party, most people there gave him weird looks as if they were wondering who the guy was who got off of work from the restaurant and came right to the party without putting on a costume. Needless to say, Vin didn't stay at the party very long.
When there's free booze to be found at a party, you'll also usally find a drunk Josh Tiexiera grabbing men's packages. This kid should just straight up come out of the closet already...
"Thug-shot" taken at a rest stop on our way north. This is probably the toughest photo of Vin and I ever taken. Looking at it, you'd never know that just minutes earlier we'd been listening to Madonna in my car.
Fuck! I bet after you saw that last picture of Vin you said, "Man! That's the toughest looking face I ever say anyone make!" Well, back to show you a whole new level of toughness are Vin and Josh.
Man, what can I say about Vin Ganapathy other than he is my main motherfucker and subsequently one of the toughest kids I know. Here he is striking his infamous "Yo bitchass, I know your not talking to me" pose. Word.
The Obligatory Group Shot taken near the end of the party (circa 4am). Top row: That Kid That We Once Tricked into Drinking Douche, me, Caitlin, Vin "Hard As Balls" Ganapathy, Marion, and Scott. Bottom row: Jess and Eric P (aka "That Kid That Breakdances.")
A drunken Jess tries to buddy up with Vin at the party. Vin wanted nothing to do with Jess at the time because he was mad at her. Apparently, earlier on in the day, Jess had embarrassed Vin in front of some girl he wanted to get down with by telling her that Vin still thought it was cool to snort Pixie Stix.
