Monday, March 31, 2008

Breaking the seal

That black plastic cap he's trying to break off is the security cap that they put on in the liquor store to prevent people from stealing the booze.

He and his friends are really excited when he finally breaks it off.



Photoboming

This Mexican guy is doing an excellent photobomb in front of a hot sweaty dude outside a what appears to be a rave. I just love how sexy the guy thinks he's looking.


A setback in race relations

Dude, stop ruining it for the rest of us.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Hotel conference

Imagine your staying at the Hyatt. And you happen to pass by the lobby where the conference rooms are. And you see this:

Fantastic voyage

I think it's possible that the Billy The Kid lookalike in the poncho is actually part of her nitrous hallucination.

Whippets

That kind of whipped cream canister is the industrial kind; they're not fucking around with disposable Redi-whip cans.

The woman actually doing the whippet looks like she could actually be the mother of the kids, right? In that case, this scenario is even more confusing.

Cocaine-fueled arm wrestling

This is from a set of found photos of three people doing cocaine off a mirror on top of a briefcase. Thanks to Noah for sending me these.





I recommend you treat yourself to the entire set:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/foundphotoslj/sets/72157603534045253/

Friday, March 28, 2008

How cube kids party better

You might think that those kids hanging out on St. Marks or the Astor Place cube are just posers, but you're wrong. Truth is, they're partying way harder than you. They hate their dads, they're ready to experiment with flexible personal barriers, and they don’t care about getting their clothes dirty.

Case in point: these pictures are all from the same person; different parties.

They moon you and wail on guitar while their friend pukes


This speaks for itself


They are TASERING each other! You would NEVER do that!

Nothing feels good.

Ouch. I have a migraine just looking at this guy's sunburn.

Check out the one leg poking out from the right side of the picture. My head is throbbing.

That certain spark

This just looks like fun.


Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Costume party pt. 2

What, no sexy nurse?



(The description on this photo estimates it around 1900.)

The Unanswered Question

What's in his mouth?!?!?!?



Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Costume theme party

This party's theme: Do whatever it takes NOT to get laid.


Party poser

You can have all the accouterments to indicate you're a party animal (beer helmet, glare-reducing face paint, unexplained gold medal), but that doesn't mean your party stamina lives up to it.

As they say, sometimes the clothes do not make the man. This guy just wants to go home.


This is what my friends look like

JEALOUS???????????


Saturday, March 22, 2008

Chugging contests

Ready...... set........... CHUG!!!!!










Wednesday, March 12, 2008

"Never follow a hippie to a second location."

You might end up at a party like this.


Thursday, March 6, 2008

Open love letter to Brody

Just last night I was retelling the story of how Brody went from the weird guy in a Moesha shirt to a super rad dude in my mind because of one specific moment in a college class when he related an anecdote about getting a milkshake thrown at his head while on a McDonald's playground. I can't do the anecdote justice, but it was like Septemer 12th (a whole new world out there).

Brody recorded an entire parody album, and has done unspeakable things to an unspeakable number of people's couches, and I'd just like to shout it from the rooftops how much I esteem him.

Yesterday, I emailed him to invite him to lunch. He simply wrote back:

I C.A.N.T. T.O.D.A.Y.

(each letter is a different link to a Flickr image)

The image for the "A" in "can't" was a real special treat. Not only does it show an amazing party, but the user's title for the photo is even more amazing.

Thank you, Brody.

"Avuncular Concern"


Here's a Brody treat, from a party I didn't miss:

Monday, March 3, 2008

PEACE!


Sunday, March 2, 2008

Jello shots






* This is from someone's 33rd birthday party.



Milf party

Yeah, I remember when my divorcee mom had too much pinot grigio and ruined my 18th birthday party with her embarrassing cleavage.