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One incredible Tex-Mex Holiday Buffet,
courtesy of
Chef Linda's Kitchen! |
"Seconds? Me?" |
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The Master Chef For The Evening! |
"Seconds? Man, this is *fifths*!!!" |
"Tonight's event is sponsored by Jagermeister..." |
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As usual, DJ James leads the party in the first of
some 52 toasts called for during the evening, most of which contained
rather choice commentary regarding the quality of some of our
"distinguished competition" up the road..." |
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Definitely the type of gift that does not need to
stay wrapped! |
"Mmmm. Boobs." |
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Our Co-DJ's for the evening - James and Alex.
You figure out which one is which... |
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Proof positive that on Christmas we'll let
practically *anyone* in the door... |
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The two lovely ladies who (wo)manned the front door
for the evening! |
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Q: Why is this man smiling?
A: He's now our GM! |
"You think this is fun? Wait until I get her under
the Mistletoe!" |
"Of course, the best place to schmooze up to the
boss is always at the Christmas Party!" |
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The Official Motto for the event! |
"Dear Santa: Here's a list of who's been *really*
naughty for next year..." |
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"Keep away from Jasmine!!!" |
This Caption For Rent |
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One of our fabulous Waitstaffers, who graciously
volunteered to work while the rest of us partied. No. Really. She
*volunteered*. |
"HAH! I gotcher 'keep away' right here, fool!" |
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"Are you glad to see me, or are you just channeling
Wah-Hoo McDaniel!" |
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"Oooch. Hope they don't try to make it best
two-out-of-three..." |
"As you'll see, this game's a bit safer!" |
"Ziz iz more phun dan watching fur satellitez und
meeeteorzzz!!" |
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Needless to say, Ye Webmaster found many ways to
party during the evening... |
"What does he mean by 'Wayport Sucks'??" |
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The Short and the Tall of it all... |
"Jeez! What is this? Candid Camera?" |
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"Babe, that perfume confuses me. I can't decide if
I'm horny or *hungry*!" |
"Where the %#%@ are you? The Palace? Ay chinga! Get
out of that $#!+hole and get your @$$ over here!!" |
"Ziz too iz more phun dan watching fur satellitez
und meeeteorzzz!!" |
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The real question is who is holding up *who*... |
Some of our special guests for the evening! |
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The only snag for the evening: the lock to the door
to the VIP bathroom broke, trapping at least three or four
entertainers inside for about an hour.... |
...Which, needless to say, didn't please Alex all
that much because he wasn't locked in there with them. |
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"I'm not as think as you biffledinked I are!" |
"Over the lips and through the gums. Lookout, gut,
here it comes!!" |
"No, sorry, I'm not working tonight. Howabout you
dance for *me* this time?" |
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"Don't look at us. We weren't stupid enough to get
ourselves locked in there!" |
Once again, the real question is who is holding up
who... |
We even let our VIPtendress out to party! |
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When DJ's Gather: Alex, Max, James and Scotty |
Max to the party and party to the Max! Word. |
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"Yeah, right. Hype away, Max. Let's see you do your
schpiel to some Bee Gees..." |
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"Dude, I taught this man everything he knows about
partying!" |
"Hey! Is that a strap on she's about to impale our
Webmaster on?" |
"I give thanks that I'm a manager and above that
sort of horseplay." |
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"Drunk? Here, have another!" |
Some random party shots, natch. |
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Ok, this time it's obvious who's holding up who. Or,
at least, who's holding up *what*... |
"You *know* I'm the one getting the vibrator this
year!" |
"This romantic interlude is brought to you by
Goldschlager..." |
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If you saw what this man saw, your hair would fly up
too! |
"That's what he gets for watching me while I bend
over!" |
"Watch those hands, buster!"
"That's not my hand!" |
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