See, here he is assaulting a perfectly good American:
I tried to intervene and rescue Jeff, but he was unimpressed:
Mads had obviously brainwashed Jeff with his Danish mental powers and they both turned on me:
The highlight of my night came early, though. Here's me and the guy from Ballroom Dancing rockin' out with a tambourine:
Oh, and this was the other highlight of my night:
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Oooh, looks like you had yourself some fun!
Got any pics from the Mosquitoes show? I wanted to go, but I already had plans.
I thought you went to midpoint for the music, not the men! Ha, ha
Looks like a good time was had by all.
I especially like the look on the girl in the purple sweater's face in picture one. Priceless.
I like to think of us as a roving band of partyers at MidPoint. We roll into a club, dance wildly for a band then leave just as quickly for the next club. People don't know what hit them.
You did a totally good job of selecting the best photos to share with us. You should consider trying to turn these skills into some kind of profession.
I've also heard that you take excellent photos as well. Maybe if you work hard enough you can get a job where you can take pictures...or make photos as a very famous photographer I once knew used to mumble.
Hey boys,
I'm going out to God's Country in a couple weeks. anything you want me to tell John Hart?
You can tell him that I always thought he was an attractive man, not as attractive as Colin Powell of course, but darn sexy...ummmm...I mean, you can just say 'hi'.
Oh...and you could maybe French kiss Dixie for me...and give Jeff a little swat on that runner's behind of his...
Tell him I need the picture for the Prospector cover, and tell him to be quick about it. Or just tell him I said hi.
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