Dr. Zaius watched over the proceedings from his place at the top of the Tannenbaum:
Kara's late night balancing act:
I can only imagine what they're discussing. Only imagine:
This is from the "steal Kara's baby picture and hold it high so she can't reach it" game. Not one of my all time favorites:
They steal my baby picture...I steal their baby:
I don't trust that face for a second:
It's about 3:00 AM here. Kellie probably isn't listening to what I'm saying as much as just laughing at general drunkeness:
Needs no caption...but I guess it got one anyway:
Feet:
Mandy is winking. Yes, we care that much:
So much booze...so many child proof caps:
It was...fun. The next day, it was like a bomb had fallen. A sticky bomb. You know the kind.There are a million more pictures but I don't know who wants their faces on the internet and who doesn't, so this is all you get.
Sarah - I have, like, NO picture of you. Several of your baby, but not you. What's your deal, lady?
I have to go. I have to go back to Powell's...AGAIN. And you know how I get when I have to go there. Angry is how I get. This'll make TWO visits during the Christmas season. Oh the tortures I suffer to be a giver.
16 keep(s) me blogging:
Yeah, you've still got the funniest face. Everyone, apart from your sister, looks more butch than you.
You take that back! No one looks butch! Jesus...such judgment from a gorilla of all things. You need some manners, young man. And just because I don't have any, doesn't mean I can't teach you some.
"I don't trust that face for a second."
Aw, but he's SO cute!
Seriously, if you don't have any pictures of me, then who the hell's camera did I keep cheesin' for?
That is one cute picture of you, Kansas and Kate. She's a good 'un, she is.
You could have at least shown me the courtesy of allowing me to photoshop my bra strap out of that awful photo of me before you posted it on your blog. Blurgh.
Oh and have you tried the "'Steal Kara's Baby Picture and Hold it High so She Can't Reach It' Game: Millennium Edition"? It's 10 times better than the original, I highly recommend it. Makes a great stocking stuffer!
I only use the word 'butch' as a compliment. You and your sis were dressed like girls who faint in the first scene of a Merchant/Ivory movie.
rachel - he is, isn't he.
sarah - darn tootin' she is. i don't know who you were cheesin' for. but now i'm worried.
waif - no photoshopping. i need history to remain fact-filled. your great great great grandchildren need to know that you wore a bra.
goranas - uh huh. and no one faints during the first scene of a merchant/ivory film...they get at least 2/3 of the way through.
Rawk me Dr. Zaius! Dr. Zaius Dr. Zaius! Oh oh Dr. Zaius! Come on rawk me Dr. Zaius!
Excellent pics. It looks like a Dance Party USA reunion.
Having enjoyed your party vicariously, I now don't feel so bad that the one I hosted was so small and tame by comparison. I had a cold and was actually too ill and feverish to drink, so seeing these pictures showed me something of what I missed.
As soon as I get better, I'm cracking out the tequila and ice and squeezing myself into my little black dress. I may even go so far as to find my pantyhose and ferret around under my bed for my one decent pair of high heels.
Merry Christmas!
You are really pale. You should try some of that fake tan in a bottle stuff.
Have yourself a merry little one, dear Kara.
Love the very bottom picture.
And a very Merry time to you dearest Kara. Never remain a stranger in this morbid life of ours.
Stay safe, sexy and not-so-sober during this season of cheer.
I want a Dr. Zaius dude.
ax - best simpsons episode ever
mary - those heels don't belong under your bed, lady...you need to take them out for a spin.
thinker - my dear girl...what i am is a NORMAL shade of caucasian skin. women used to go to great lengths to maintain the "peaches and cream" complexion that i sport, often against my will, 12 months a year. thank you.
sam - to you as well!
orhan - that's totally what i was gonna say to you!
jim - can't. target doesn't sell them anymore. i got that little beauty back in the winter of '98. he's been my faithful traveling companion these 9 years. bless his plastic monkey heart.
okay, me want a drink after this post...
You know what I'd like to see is that tattoo on the back of the woman in black. heh.
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