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the evidence

Looks like I left most of the disks at my sister's house, so you'll have to settle for this small glimpse of the wild chick party.

Adults only, please.

This picture was a bit of relief. When I woke up I remembered something about a cock ring, and I'm glad this was it.

Gives new meaning to the line rockets red glare. Don't ask why it's on the lamp. I do not know.

The cause of most of the night's mischief. They were made with tequila and vodka, served with whipped cream and went down oh, so easy.

The groom's sister has a lovely bunch of coconuts. Knock on Wood would have been a great song to play while she wore these.

Waiter, there's a penis in my drink!

We all assumed this pose at many points during the night.

What would a tropical-themed party be without Spongebob. Sponge cake! Get it? Hah.

This is my cousin. I'm pretty sure this was taken during the Donna Summer portion of the evening.

A rousing rendition of Cum on Feel the Noize

dickheads, dickheads, rolly polly dickheads...

I'm going to search for those other disks now.


Oh. Dear. To be young and panty-free again...

If I didn't know better, I'd say there was drinking going on at that party...

(If you ever put "Cum on Feel the Noize" in my head again, I'll keeeeel you. Argh!)

Looks like you all had a great time. ;)

Noooooo!!! Not Quiet Riot!!! I'm with Solnor on this one. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go bash my head against the side of the house until that song falls out of it.