And for my final retrospective repost, I will finish with a great party at Paul’s house. Sure, it’s last year’s teams, but sub in your favorites to go to the Super Bowl this year and let’s all toast to good times and no Palins. Happy New Year!
Yay! It’s time for the Super Bowl, and two good teams are playing this year. Sure, I was rooting for San Francisco or New Orleans, but hey, I actually like the Patriots and the Giants. And yes, Paul is a Patriots fan, of course! Now that I got my rah rah Super Bowl moment out of the way, on to Paul and his party.
We’ve noticed lately that Paul is definitely a ladies’ man. He likes the babes and is not shy about pursuing them. So it comes as no surprise that he invited the entire sorority, Phi Beta Cutie, over to his place for food, football, and fun. And yeah, he invited a few of his guy buddies too. Let the wild rumpus begin!
The party is in full swing at Paul’s place.
Paul’s hot tub is popular.
The game is starting.
Paul’s gun and bell in the corner. Ring ring!! Blam blam!! And there is his guitar. Strum strum!!
Ouija board for later.
Food, friends, and fun. (oh wait…that was supposed to be faith, family, and freedom. oops.)
KO explains something to blonde barbie and angry gingerbread man.
Paul’s dog Spot is keeping an eye on the food.
Paul’s tanning bed is popular with the ladies.
So is Paul.
Spot guards more food.
Anonymous loves football.
Angry gingerbread man argues with alien.
The ladies ignore angry gingerbread man.
Spot continues to guard the food.
Everybody seems to be having a great time.
Tanning lady is cooked enough and wants to watch the game.
Redhead is popular.
It must be almost halftime. Spot is hoping for lunch.
The ladies continue to ignore angry gingerbread man.
Grayhair likes Redhead. (Or maybe Anonymous)
Paul is having a blast.
Spot is still hoping for lunch.
Tanning lady watches Tom Brady.
Spot gets his lunch.
And Spot rejoices. Much rejoicing.
Behind the scenes:
I take a step back so you can see the entire table.
Here it is at the beginning.
Ring ring!! Blam blam!!
Perils Cat spots the feather grass.
Perils Cat chews on feather grass, sending wine glasses flying.