karmatsunami

The Festival of the Pants
My girlfriend and I made pants cookies in preparation. (She took all of these pictures, by the way)


Pants were strewn all over the place.


But nobody was allowed to wear pants.


This young lady is only wearing one leg of her pants. It was considered acceptable.


There were games, such as pantless foosball,


Tug of pants,


Jump pants (Note the young man in the background wearing shorts. He was later stoned)


And the wet pants fight.


After the party died down around 2:30 AM, a few of us went to Super Wal Mart, to raise havoc in that most vile example of corporate domination.


We tried on hats.


We had elephant fights with the big scarves.


This young man is pumping iron.


The treadmill battles were epic struggles.


When leaving, I mooned Wal Mart to show my distaste for it.


At the end of the night, we decided to have one great big shopping cart race. (I lost)


After all of the festivities, I climbed into bed at about 5:30 AM. It was an amazing night.

Cheers,
Ch

P.S. I am giving serious thought to cutting my hair off.