JD Pics to Names!

[name]

Notice, if you will, the model-esq pose and vacuum cleaner attatchment.

That's the part that sucks.   

[Tracy]

Chris and I leave the kids alone w/Kevin for 10 minutes and this is what we come home to:

[ruiner]

 

For an extra $10, he would've cut the grass.

[JediMAC]

Chris and I leave the kids alone w/Kevin...

Well, that's your first mistake right there. 

[Famine]

 

Kevin

[Nathan]

Great pics!

[Jediknight760071]

No need for Jedi Training at Disneyland when you've got The Noderator! 

[Famine]

For an extra $10, he would've cut the grass.

Chris says "Some of us work durring normal daylight hours.

Can you cut the lawn from your computer too?"

*Disclaimer* I had to type it. I'm given room and board till monday, so I have to type it.

Kevin

[Smartypants1635]

HA, that's awesome. Good job Kev, bring your distant relations up right.

[Dressel Rebel]

Whoa, that's 10 minutes more than I'd have left him alone with my kids.

Little Yoda there is grabbing his lightsaber by the blade rather than the handle as well.

[Tracy]

Whoa, that's 10 minutes more than I'd have left him alone with my kids.

Little Yoda there is grabbing his lightsaber by the blade rather than the handle as well.

Little Yoda is a her.   She is also quite stubborn, like her mother  --she grabs her lightsaber wherever she damn well pleases.

[Dressel Rebel]

Crap.  In my defense, she's in bigender garb and her lightsaber blade is obscuring her face.

 

[Tracy]

I'll give you that

[name]

Is your son tall, or is Kevin really that ******* short?

[Famine]

Well, last night myself, Tracy, and her husband Chris all went to Asheville NC to meet up with name for a good time. The following took place:

After meeting at the Jack of the Wood (yeah, I know right?) pub for drinks and apettizers, we dragged Tracys drunk ass to Hooters for dinner.



Here I am surrounded by all the fabulous ladies of Hooters in Asheville, along with Tracy and Richard. Don't those boobs all around my head look gorgeous?!



I believe Richard called this "pulling a Coleman." 



One of the gang! We had a blast.

And then it happened...

Tracy was plastered and decided we needed to go to a strip club! She wanted to get a lap dance. (Somthing about it being 'for her husband' and all that. ) I had never been, so I hunted down a phone book. Here I am franticly searching under "Titty-Bars". (I was later informed the proper term was "Gentlemans Club." ) :



Eventually Richard asked the guys behind us where the nearest one was, because I couldn't find anything in the god forsaken phone book. We found out about a place called Excapades, and we were off!

Then I got us thrown out. Aparently you have to be 21 if the liquor sales of the place oversell the food items. Lame!



Chris and Richard holding up how many years old I am. 20. Damn it!

But I did see some boobies! We got inside, and you had a nice veiw of the stage area, and the moniter for security. Nice girl, she seemed. No winged bat over her hoo-ha that I could see. But they showed me the door, and everyone sadly followed. 

Here's the last photo of us three JDers outside Escapades or (Xcapades, as it says on the sign.)



If you guys ever get the chance to party with these folks, it's a blast. I've still got a day and a half here, and lord knows the kind of trouble Tracy will be getting me in to!


Kevin