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| Canada Day 2001 - Halifax Road Trip to McGeek's apartment. So, what do you get when you cram 9 people into one small apartment? One hell of a kitchen party. Maybe that was just John and I though... for friggin' sure. Oh yeah, that's one tired McGee. He usualy looks like that when I get done with him. Notice the bulging vein in his forehead? No, I didn't think so, The ego received it's dosage of Snairah, and that's all I have to say about that. |
| I'll just write all over the shelf, yet another of it's many jobs. Anyhow, here we are after many a drinking game and after Nancy-pants got to know all too well the sweet goodness of Bacardi Limon and Sprite. THe hardcore ladies drink. Johnny J looks like the ol' black rum hasn't taken over yet, but in reality its punishing the ol' liver like it's never been punished before. McGee, well that's another story, the poor kid can't even keep his eyes open. Nod politely and smile Sean. Good job guys! Now lets go and make some babies. |
| Beaver Damn! Unfortunely this pic only has Scott's face in it, not his sweet candy ass. If it did ladies I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to contain yourselves! Oh yeah, there are Sean and I too. This time he almost has his eyes open....you are getting better at that babe. |