Chris, at 6:12 PM:
Laurie has left for work- let the bacchanalia begin! (7 likes, 2 comments)
Chris, 7:22 PM:
Make Kc Martin take us to eat steak... (5 likes- and he did, but first place had cars parked next door, second choice had an 1 1/2 hour wait at 8 PM, so we settled for a great meal at Buffalo Wild Wings.)
Jessica, 11:36 PM:
Kc Martin says Happy Fourth of July! (which he did, but a LOT of alcohol had hit by then... we must, in journalistic integrity, mention that the first round of shots saw me attempt to toast 1916...)
And at three minutes of midnight, Jessica (at my instigation, posted the infamous "trenchcoatguy" picture...
(I told her, "This guy's gonna flash us all at midnight; put it on FB!" For the record, he did not flash us all.)
Before we started out, I was able to get my camera to function for a series of pictures meant to capture KC and Jessica's wrestling match, punctuated by Scrappy's attempt to hump the aggressor:
|Scrappy was uninterested in being libeled...|
|...mainly because he had gotten 1/2 a cap of rum and was "feelin' mean"...|
|Just before things really wound up|
So BWWs turned into the local bar, where...
First of all, I saw something that made me wish I'd brought my camera. To see what I saw, go here and thank Yuri Freewind, who had the same eye for humor I did...
|Jessica introduced... and addicted... to duck farts.|
|"Look, my tits have turned into cups of booze!" (Actual quote)|
And that, with one further FB post of a newly concocted insult phrase devised by my son (which I WON'T be printing, family show, y'all), covers the things that can be remembered in pictures (with thanks to Jessica for the bar pics). As for the rest, well, ya kinda had to be there. Hope yours was just as good... and ending-free!