Never put me in your box if the shit eats tapes

So it was decided that we should have a suburban cocktail party. I couldn't agree more. The suburbs aren't so bad when you roll with a crew such as this. It was a reunion of sorts.

I haven't seen this weirdo in a while. Nervous Nick being nervous.


I was trying to get a shot of a beard comparison, but Ethan is a friggin gorilla! I aspire to have facial hair of this caliber.


The hostess...

Action shot

Talking business about waste management.



Cocktail shots.




Someone was playing some sick tunes on the juke box and it wasn't any of us. I got down with a Nas song.


Do I foresee this becoming a reoccuring event?

I never sleep, cuz sleep is the cousin of death