Partaay for SharkBoy on Saturday to replace our MIA New Years party and to celebrate his entrance into one of Toronto’s largest unions. We’re in clover for the rest of our natural lives!
The cat was the belle of the ball. When George Hamilton jumped up into the condo tree, flashbulbs went off like Britney flashing cooter. “That’s so adorable!” the party cooed! Normlr’s “Q” discovered that you never rub GH’s stomach no matter how much he “presents” it. Other party-goers marveled at Photobooth, the filter fun of our iMac’s iSight cam. Some just drank to excess.
Watch the slide show or head on over to the album.
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Looks like the chicks were running late. They must have been tied up looking at all the stripper shoes along Yonge Street.
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sorry i couldn’t make it. in regrets, have some fluff.
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i has it
Thanks for the great time guys. I don’t remember taking some of those pictures though.
The next time you’re mixing booze, men and a camera, get some nude shots. Tell them it’s “art”.