new years party 2004

a photolog of my bestest new years party yet...

my contribution to the festivities. twelve to drink, twelve to share.

looks like a party to me...

hey beav can i buy you a drink?

nice shirt dood

the warmup: me and beav start things off with a nice black and tan.

cheers childrens

number one, ain't she purdy...

mister reindeer tried to steal number two.

number three, tastes like snowman pee...

speaking of pee...

hey what number is that one... thanks.

six o'clock status report: only 4 down, better step it up. remember the black and tan doesn't count.

off to in&out kiddos. sweet buddha i let a woman drive my truck...

my back seat has a radio.

peng going well below the speed limit.

"i let a woman drive my truck and all i got was this middle finger..."

nice purse beav.

wats up mr in&out dood

hey don't touch my snake...

wats up ms in&out dame (no relation)

mr and ms in&out had a baby

easy tiger that's for errbody

i don't know these childrens.

neat

santa drank too much again.

i hope this pic doesn't piss anyone off.

back to business. number five and a talking hamburger. maybe i should have stopped there...

the NRS and lil p decide to cruise in.

p wastes no time in offering me number six.

jeff foxworthy stopped by.

and so did larry the cable guy. hey larry make your thinking face...

number seven checks in...

and gets promptly violated by mister woody. i love guinness too mr woody.

emmit and mom make number eight look great. look at that punum.

we all gather around as beav sings kumbaya.

emmit dances with a robotic snowman after only three beers.

number nine came with a lesson for life: when a hot irish dame hands you a guinness, take it.

lil weenies and watnot. addicting sumbitches.

i don't really know.

giving myself a pep talk.

hey kids let's check our progress. plenty of empty bottles, the NRS and omaly are living it up, and beav fell asleep standing up holding a beer again. so far so good.

beavpeng

beav was excited when i got to number 10

mr snowman got excited at midnight and shit himself.

he was fighting a little cold too...

number eleven settles nicely into the glass

stogie time childrens.

i started hallucinating about cats again. this time i was able to catch it on camera.

peng detonates a hand grenade to ring in the new year.

hey beav what do you think of number twelve?

the last beer is done. i am a role model for all the childrens.

post marathon picture. time for bed.

the next morning...

thumbs up means "i didn't puke"

final tally. not a bad showing.