Sunday, August 24, 2008

Fresh like a box of Krispy Kremes

This was just the dance floor. There twice this many people scattered around the house. Not too shabby for our first party. The Greenhouse is still alive and kicking.

DJ Harv killed it.

There was a séance going on out back. Or a pow wow because I'm pretty sure there were drugs involved.

BINKLEY

I was trying to take a picture of Abe's coozie, but I blew it.

Chase with his face cut off because my photography skills were on point.

Woolley.

The house potion was gone by like 1. Mike said that was a record.

We did not put this sticker here.

Abe is a pretty good example of how pretty much everyone looked. It was super hot. Thank god the cops shut us down. Thanks to the police and our neighbors. YART! WOOP WOOP, that's the sound of the police. The dudes also talked shit on Old Style while they were leaving with the biggest boners they'll have in a while.

The Hella DVD played on the big screen all night. I also played the Lightning Bolt DVD. Justin was the only one who really appreciated either.

Dustyn came just in time for the music to be done. Sorry, brah.

Gavin and Jessie, the last of our guests. Incidentally, they were also the first.

LATER

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