Oh snap. This weekend was a blast ... I think. I don't really remember, actually. Maybe it was the bottle of Jaeger that
MOT was passing around. Maybe the
Indian headdress-wearing DJ cast some magical incantation on me. I do remember the music being awesome and a guy even got kicked out for saying it sucked (Metal Rob is my hero). Luckily,
Kcoll was on hand to document the night and fill in the vodka-induced blanks:







And here's where I get confused... I have no idea why we were flicking off the ground. This must have been late.


See the rest of the photos on
Kcoll's blog.
4 comments:
oh Becky, It was a roach.
I squashed it with my shoe.
p.s. do you remember smashing your cup on the floor?
Ah, yes. Now I remember the roach. And I remember smashing my glass... I hate being that girl...
wow, i don't remember becky smashing a glass! i guess i didn't capture that one on "film", haha.
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