Just when you all thought the corporation couldn’t get any bigger in their britches or more offensive in their obnoxiality.
In walks JESUS ‘the reason for the season’ CHRIST.
That is correct, he truly made an impromptu appearance at the Misfit Psycles Holiday Hangover Hullabaloo!
Notice the pimp fold in his left hand?
God only knows where that was the rest of the night. Jesus told me he didn’t have CANADIAN monies and that he left his satchel in Hollywood.
‘Spot Jesus a round?’
‘You getting another pitcher? …maybe get Jesus a glass.’
‘I’m hungry, wish I had some bread or something.’
NOBODY ever, NEVER saw baby Jesus’ uglier, hairier self pay for a round…a Christmas miracle!
Here we have Steve, Mark, Leslie…
Once again they are left amazed and confused at the plethora of diverse publicity that the corporation generates, even when it isn’t trying.
See that look in Steve’s eyes?
How about you make your own caption…but I am willing to bet that very same expression is what greats any boy who dares to call on the Schweighardt residence on a Friday night.
This party shall NOT be remembered by the toss pots that didn’t come (KENDRA, HANNEM, TEAM SPEED, MOUNT or JEFFERIES) a veritably virtual who’s who in the ain’t taint.
You’re all on the list.
Here we have one of the few images I captured by mine own hands.
Like any corporate Christmas party, liquid courage modified and mollified the perceptive capacities of more then a few participants.
My camera was captured sometime in the evening…the images that do not include genitalia have been uploaded: FLICKA STYLE. Interesting for certainty.
One of the more impressive transformations was wee Tom.
Clearly running on fructose glucose sugary powered high, Lowry set to work, playa style.