October 4 /08
More party pics
After the house party, the pack of us went clubbing. Here I am with Gucci, who passed out from too much whatcha-ma-call-it. Rusty, Mack and I were still in party mode and looking all growed up and cool.
Over on the other side of the club, Lorenza, the Hammies and Clover shook their booties on the bar. Petey got so excited he fell off his stool !
Well, I finally had to put an end to the partying and debauchery. Mama called my cell and said it was time to come home and that she and Papa were driving to DC to pick me up. I had the feeling they knew I'd been a naughtyBoxer -- that is, until I heard Mama say, "He's got lots of time to sow his oats. He's only two." Ha ha. They think I was sowing oats! Now, why on earth would I go to a party to sow oats? Geesh, they're naive ...
Anyway, it was a fun couple of days, but really, I wasn't feeling too great afterward -- kind of tired and queazy in my tummy. Ben said I was overhung or something, nothing a good long nap wouldn't take care of. So I was kind of glad to curl up in the back seat of the car and sleep off my overhang.