This party has taken on a life of its own. I had that moment where I realize I'm not needed, I'm just a pawn (no pun intended), a jester with a bar tab, the great weight of my ego toppling over on me causing me to nearly lose consciousness, smelling salts of various varieties rubbed under my nose to awaken me from the dreary slumber.
But it's a good party. Fuck formats and velvet rope, give me hip hop and teeny bopper JB hoes, awash in cheap parfum and precociousness.
i have such a good eye =]
B and Tommy: You should probably try a little harder to get those nipple shots, Pretty soon I'll have turned this entire website into a gay porn collection.