P-town House Party

One weekend in winter Maggie and I traveled to P-town to visit some friends of hers. It was the first time meeting them for yours truly. It was a grand time. I will not present the entire story of the adventure here, but merely throw out some details and photos of the event, mostly for the benefit of those actually involved:

So we begin,

Jammers begs for some naughty time. Dream on kiddo,...

This was no dry party. The only thing Smiles is missing here is a beer.

Orienta was unaware of proximity of my pelvis. I get happy when I am fed jalepeno poppers and totinos pizza.

Forky looks like he rolled off the street for an impromptu hold-em' tourny.

NEVER play cards with a guy who wears a sponge-bob band-aid!

Orienta, Maggie, and Jammers. This the only picture on record to have captured Jammers in a 'normal' pose. Maggie seems to be reaching for Orienta's naughty bits.

Jammers tried to walk off with Orienta's hot sauce. She had to raise her Pimp-Spatula and put him in his place.

Jammers claims he made this face because he had just sipped a cranberry-vodka, but I think he accidentally sat on one of Forky's Star Wars action figures,... light saber fully extended.