Saturday, May 9, 2009

Where's wally?

Or more to the point... where's the shamelessly drunk trashbag who spent all evening last Sunday night consuming vodka redbull, black sambucca shots and fire engines with a death wish, all the while drunkenly texting the nice guy in a vain attempt to get him to fluffy so he make out with him, before ditching his friends to go home, but ended up trashed on the dance floor making out with randoms until 5:00am?

Can you find him? Oh and maybe my dignity too...

5 comments:

The Mutant said...

He wouldn't happen to be the guy who just so happens to have a pair of arms sprouting from the back of his head, would he?

And why the hell are there so many fucking children there? Well, I hope you were able to educate some of them!

By the way, dignity is overrated. The easiest way to drop ten kilos... leave your dignity at home!

Ben said...

Oh Fluffy is all about the twinks... the skinny legged jeans, the black vests on top of t-shirts, the straightened hair, the looking like you got in with a fake ID.

But they sure are fun to pash!

Crys said...

dude you look hilarious in that pic. i love that you went home and then reappeared. best night.

Tom Gaylord said...

lol you're my hero!!! is this the night where afterwards, we had dirty cyber sex in the morning?

Ben said...

Ah Crys... I tried to leave I really did, but the twinks kept calling my name (or maybe they were shouting at the old man to go home? Who knows?)

Tom - that pic was Sunday night. Our cyber chat was Friday night. I had no bum fun Sunday night.