So....We hit up Element (or wait...was it Element??) for my birthday...and we decided to do it in “Pop Bottles” style…

When we secured our table and bottle, we made sure that everyone took at least one swig...but our dear friend OJ decided to have more than one.
In fact...OJ decided to start drinking before he left the house. Hence how we knew OJ was FAIL once he started drinking straight from the bottle.

Soon after we started drinking and dancing… random folks started appearing at our table wanting to be down with whatever the hell we had going on…

We’ll call them...Jon B and Co.

The more we drank...the more we danced…

By the time I was on my third free mai tai…

And Tiffany was being dry humped by random club goer #4....

I knew the night was going to end with a bang…

OJ started leaning a little too hard to the left…

And eventually...he was folded…

I left to go meet a friend who had come out to celebrate...and when I came back 10 minutes later…
OJ was OVERLY folded at our table...giving it up to the Gods…

*photo not posted ANY.fuckin.WHERE for obvious reasons...*

Big ups to Renee for the good mop up...sorry to hear about your car…

Anyhow...after they officially kicked us out…

OJ made a point to make friends with all.of.the.security.at.the.club…

I think they liked us though...they sent me a text message inviting us back the next day…

If you want the real story of what happened...be sure to ask Renee or Yong…
OJ will lie...as he has no recollection of what happened before he started drinking straight from the bottle.

Good Times… Good Times…

well, this past saturday was one of the biggest UFC ppv events of the year, other than bj penn whuppin sean sherk’s ass back in may. the card was stacked, and all of the fights on the main card never went to decision. good times. as usual your boy retro chef’d up some marvelous shit with the carne asada and chicken breast. mark came through with the hot links and chorizo. and the liquor was flowing freely. now onto some of the pics from oj’s crib. the rest can be found at the new unofficial photographer for the grey republic’s flickr(aka p): UFC 92 PICS

yes, that was yours truly passed out on memo by night’s end. i was double fisting all night.

at this point i’d like to call out OJ FROM KELVIN’S BARBERSHOP(not oj from the grey republic). we had a cup with your name on it my dude, and you was talkin this mess like you were really gonna come through. and what happened after you got off of work? no text or call. BOO THIS MAN! BOO HIM!!!

Another Summer good time. I was very faded at this party. The eye candy at this party was out of control. I had a great time, made some new friends and all that. They had all kinds of food and liquor. I got there late so I got the tail end of everything except cake. But I wasnt trippin at all. The pool was pretty nice… and packed. I didnt really know anybody so I didnt hop my ass in there. Although I wanted to. Oh did I want to. Theres the obvious, but I personally thing Drunken Swimming… as unsafe as it “might” be… is underrated lol.