No More Aliens
The aliens have officially left my body, and I’m rested and ready for a weekend of utter debauchery in N’awlins. J, C, Kev, and I are headed out bright and early in the morning. We’ll be at Cafe Du Monde in time for beignets and coffee. Hot damn, and hallelujah!
February 10th, 2005 at 9:57 pm
Mmm…debauchery. Have fun!
February 11th, 2005 at 4:09 pm
Have great fun! Wait! I don’t need to say that–you guys already know how to!
February 13th, 2005 at 12:10 am
Notes for the future: Don’t bogart the hookah.
Schmed, we’re so totally not swingers, even though we should have matching janitorial shirts….
Praline Connection.
Merrin is a slot slut.
We should not sing Sesame Street while standing under the Hustler sign.
February 27th, 2005 at 10:46 am
Oh, I’m so jealous. I want Cafe Du Monde beignets and coffee.
Ah, I see you have been visited by the Texas Hold-em scum. Ryan did something to finally get rid of that scum on our site. I’ll have to ask him what it was.